(NOT DIRECTED AT YOU, like seriously - you're a cool dude for doing this,, this is for like,, a bunch of different people in my school life so it's generally them)
TW: Much heavy suicide, much very not so friendly topics, etc, just angst bullshit i've bottled up
I'm very sorry I was just a horrible person who couldn't ever make you happy. When my family is near to death from sickness, I'm living a life full of pure hell. Everyday you call me a psychopath because I never wanted to give a shit about anyone. Me, who did nothing, almost died because you pushed me off from the sidewalk. I wondered if you cared if I were to die. Everday, you'd threaten to kill yourself with knives, meds, rope, anything you can find- if I were not to do what you asked. All of my dearest friends, soon taken away from me just because of your jealously. Me, who was so pitiful to not know how to take care of a suicide ridden adolescent who wants my body. I'm not the best at anything, and I know that.. but I wanted to be better. I tried. You never saw that, did you?
I can't f**king get angry at you anymore because I'm clearly just done with life. Apparently to your eyes, I'm a future murderer, a monster, a beast with no heart- just because I couldn't help out your life. I'm no doctor, so why drag me to the pits of Hell with you? Why? There's a difference between venting and threatening. 8 of my friends, all scared as hell because you threatened to kill yourself so many f**king times. Even at one point, you threatened to harm me with a knife. A f**king knife. And all because I couldn't leave any of my former friends behind. I didn't want to backstab anyone, but because of you- I live a life full of trauma for more than 3 years. 3 years of absolute silence. Quiet. As if you sewn on my lips shut with needles and pins.
F**k you. Seriously. I can't take this shit anymore. I can't take acting arrogant and sociopathic and fake who I am because you hated my happy personality. I don't know what you want from me.. but if murder was not frowned upon, I'd cause a scene. F**k you. And somehow I can't even get you out of my head. I can't get over it, because you broke me first.