When people are around me, i feel alive but when I’m alone, the only I don’t think about is suicide. I feel I’m not good at anything, not enough. The funny part is my friend think i got my life all figured out. They use me as example for completeness. I laugh because they don’t and will never understand how much i suck at life.

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