I've been bullied for only two years... then the guy moved to another school. I thought I could be happy again. But one line "I can't hear myself think" Has managed to stay the last two year's. No one thought it mattered. That it was over. I spend nights up all alone wishing I had the courage to just walk downstairs grad a knife... or pills... or a rope.. or something to end it all. I've had nightmare's every night since The bullying started... Most about me dying some about a loved one dying. It's not that I don't have friends. I have about three. They love me alot, and I know they do. But the fact is. They only love the person they think I am. I created Vampiress892 to hide who I was. To be someone happy and who loved life to it's fullest. That's who I pretend to be and I got a few friends from it. And if I let them know what's really going on... what the scar's on my arm are really from. I'm not a klutz. I did it on purpose. I can make it through the day time alright. But when the sun goes down.... It feels like the world is crashing down on me. Funny thing about all this is. I have everything I could ever want... and it means nothing.