I Know That I Do Have. A Vent Account But I Don't Use It, Life Is So Shitty, I Genuinely Hate Myself, And Living, No Matter What I Do Things Bring Me Back To The Dark Cloud Of My Mind. I'm Only Living For My Family, But Can't Do Much, I'm Already A Disappointment, I Opened Up To My Grandmother And I Guess I'm Not Allowed To Have Feelings, She Told Me That I Needed To Be "Fixed". I'm A Total Fuck Up Anyway, I Feel Like I'm Just Rotting Slowly, Waiting To Succumb.