I never had someone to love me, my parents never did. They'd always say that I was embarrassment to be born. I never had a real strong bond with my friends they were more concerned about their problems then taking the time of day to ask about mine. I never had a big group of friends because most people didn't like me all that much, they'd call me Lasagna. They never wanted to play with me, they'd always run away from me. I never had a boy that wanted to stay with me because I was either too ugly, or too fat, or I wasn't popular enough. I never had a life that I could be proud of, I really proved that in December when I tried to take my life. I never had anyone who cared anyways I never had love when I asked for it, I never had anything that I didn't regret having.
