I'm completely worthless. I'm a pathetic shell of a person. All I know how to do anymore is cry, and use up resources that could be going to someone with a full life ahead of them. There's no point in trying to do anything. I've come to learn that my inner world is my own burden, and there's no way I can share it with another. So I just won't try any more. The only thing left in me is to die, thinking upon these things. I just want to crawl into my bed and stay there. I hope I starve. I hope I'll be forgotten.