Vision

I can't help. I don't know exactly, but I have depressions. Not just single things coming someday and go anytime. No, the symptoms are clear. But I won't go to the doctor. Especially because no one gotta believe me. "U and serious depressions? No way!" no...I'm the perfect girl. I must be alright everyday.

*sigh* I want to die. I hurt everybody around me with my fucking character. My parents are killing me. They act like I am just an assistant for housekeeping and stuff like that. She knows nothing about me. Neither that I am a lesbian, nor that I am depressive!

But who cares. I will die and nobody shall cry. I don't deserve it. I am cruel. I am a liar. I hate me. And I just care about me, which makes me a horrible person, too.

Fuck you!