My Hell

(This turned into a vent. If you think that I'm saying complete bullshit, (profanity haha) do what you want. If you don't like the profanity, I suggest that you don't read this.)

My hell...

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Is my existance

My hell is having to deal with every sick fuck in my life. Having to deal with people who don't even realize that they're toxic. People who think that they're life is so bad. That they never get a break and that they have it so bad when they clearly don't pay attention to shit. The last time that I tried to take a fucking mental health day the person that said they don't get a break desided to take adgantage of that and gan up on my girlfriend with two other people. If I didn't fucking exist none of the shit that has happened, wouldn't have happened. Depression, Anxiety, fucking suicide thoughts. There I fucking said it. I'm another one of those depressed ass internet kids. I tried to keep all this shit off of this account but look what fucking happened but I guess that's my own fault. This is one of the reasons why my life is a living hell. I can never open up to people because I get shoved off or told that they have it worse and I should comfort them. Nobody exept three motherfucking poeple care and they know who they are. They knew that I was depressed and gave a fuck and actually expressed it. I never get a break, I'm a complete jackass, people don't give a fuck, and I hate myself. That's my fucking hell.