Nobody wants me here, so why should I stay?

This is such a lonely life.

94 pounds today, and I still feel so fat. What's wrong with me?

I want to go to sleep and never wake up.

I... am nothing.

There's nothing but loneliness in my eyes.

There's a point when the pain becomes unbearable.

This is the end of me.

I hate liars.

Suddenly...nothing means anything to me anymore.