For as long as I can remember I have never been happy, growing up was quite difficult, being treated as an outcast in the family sometimes it feels I was adopted, I don’t really know what love is I have never experienced it and it seems so hard to get😓, I don’t even love myself, everyone comes into my life to get something and eventually leaves once they do, no one really cares or give a fuck about me, I’ll be 22 on the 25th of April and I have decided to end it on my birthday, I have decided to finally rest. I know no one will miss me and it just hurts even more😞😓.