no one accepts me. no one likes me. why must i feel guilty for being me? im just a dissapointment to my entire family. wtf?? my sister is thin and pretty. why does that make ME a bad person? i want to get away. just two months to hold on. its hard trying to hold on. sometimes i want to end it all. but my gf is the ONLY person who keeps me going. just knowing i have a future with her is all that keeps me alive. gosh. i hate myself. i really do. its my fault. always fucking my fault. i am a waste of space, who would miss me if i went really? i need to cut. am i alive? im here. but am i really living? i dont think i am. im barely here. just my finger tips are gripped onto her. sometimes i want to give up the fight. surely living shouldnt be this hard? argh. i want to be alone now. time for my fucking tears to emerge now. ive cried so much my tears mean fuck all now. bye. p.s. help me? please.