I was never normal, I was bullied but fuck today if I had a gun I would commit genocide in class, people get closer out of interest and gradually destroy their trust, sad but true, I went into loneliness and got used to it, I'm good, of course not normal suicidal thoughts, I don't trust people or relatives, I see interest twenty four hours a day, my anger is great, I just respect my brother not as much as my mother and father he took care of me, he never attacked me that he didn't deserve it but he and my only love even if he has a weird way and we don't bump into ideas, but I love and accept him in his own way with nothing in return, everything that is mine will be his if you want to sell, donate and for his account , I go by the letter , the world is easily degrading you see drugs people running away from problems and unfortunately I 'm one of them I can not stand myself I do not like myself hate self love but I treat those who treat me well , the police and the psychiatrists listen Be careful if one day I get a weapon there is a possibility of going after enemies I know where they live I'll kill and I'll kill myself, no doubt, but if I pull the generalogical tree I was born in the wrong place with the wrong people I don't blame them but I don't absolve them either. suicide throbs in the mind regardless of whether it's in the light or darkness the end result the world will one day know