I'm on the verge of crying. Because for the first time, I realized, how amazing it is to think of killing myself. Because I'm honestly a worthless person and nobody will love me or even like me for who I am. So, it's just safe to die. Because it wouldn't harm anyone, I guess. And besides, I deserve to not having even existed at all. The only person who pities me is myself. And I am just plain worthless. Again and again.