(You know how I say how I always fuck things up? That's why. I feel like I caused the love of my life to kill himself)

(It's my fault...)

-hugs- it's going to be ok

(It's sad... I feel guilty for irl him dying because this actually happened a few weeks before he died. I feel responsible for what happened)

He said I should stop having sex with people for money, and that I might get hurt. My mom was being mean to me before so I was in a bad mood, and I called him a bitch. He slapped me and we got into an all on fist fight.

This is awesome

It was Peter.

Same. I couldn't had put it better

Humph. -looks down at the floor- I beat someone up today. I feel bad about it

You need to find someone seriously better than me. You're setting your bar low with me

I'm going to be fucking dead probably by then.

...

THERE IS NO FUCKING PEACE

Come on to this app, and I spend all NIGHT talking people out of suicide. It's so tiring! Especially when you have low self esteem yourself. Then people pretend to be dead. Then I cry for days because of them

-cries- MY THE FUCK IS LIFE SO SHITTY! I mean, my mom and dad keep on telling me, Mia, you'll never be real. No matter how hard you try you'll never be a girl! In real life no one EVER fucking uses my correct pronouns. They call me a freak! Then, I fuckin

Promise...

I know who he is

Cupcake I fucking know it's you. But... I'm just so tired. I spend ALL NIGHT talking people out of suicude. Then when I need help almost no one is there.

... Ok

-cries and pulls my hair a bit-