I hate being depressed all the time just want someone who I can call mine when anybody asked I said that I was fine but I really wasn't I was dying on the inside lost free of my mates two suicide beside my big brother Nathan abuse me when I was 9 first almost broke my arm then tried throwing a knife in my eye then after that called me gay fat and bi its time to express myself always feeling like im on the bottom shelf cant even defend myself always having anxsiaty and second thoughts always feeling like im caught anything i bought i always destroy sick of livin life like a drugonought i was never tought