Well.....

Well as you can read it didn't work out so well. I'm doing okay now upset that he blew me off. Saw Sherlock Holmes, good moive, but wasn't really watching or paying attention. I do honestly lov my friends, just lately I don't want to be around anyone. I fcuking hate my life and just want to die. How can a urge be so strong on death. I tried to kill myself again. I took alot of nyquil and passed out with a plastic bag over my face. but later i found out my dad took the bag of my head! I was so close I could just see it. Now at school I have to fake even more. I hate it, I can honestly say  hate it. I'm so tierd of being the one breaking. No one cares. Anthony told me off because when ever me and him talk its about me getting him a free pack. That gets so annoying after a while. I'm so tierd of laying back and faking it all the time.