I know no one gives a crap about me. Certainly, no one gives a crap whether I live or die. I have to vent. I am sick of living. Everyday is a worthless effort to me. I have failed in every sensed of the word failed. Everyone hates me. Everyone is out to get me. The only purpose I serve is to shoulder the burdens of everyone else. I hate my parents for even conceiving me. I truly wish I was never born. Since I am too afraid would it be too selfish to beg for a heart attack while I sleep tonight?