And I look at all these happy people who took pictures with their friends and relatively had a good time and I’m just so fucking close to going through with my plan. Since last year I’ve planning to kill myself after graduation. I don’t have any friends. I don’t have a fucking life. I don’t have any money for things that I truly need and then I see everyone else in their fucking Audi’s and Infiniti’s. I want to fucking end the pain so bad, and even though I know I can’t, God I wish I could.

I know I sound like a whiny bitter little asshole, and honestly, I kind of am. I’m happy to have graduated, truly. But I’m a fucking loser. No one likes me, no one cares about me. And I don’t want to find out the same thing in college either.