Note to self..

I should probably figure out why when I'm sad, I seek out stuff that will make me even more sad.
It's so cathartic for some reason.

I feel like a weight is lifted off my chest after I have a good cry.

M to the I to the AAAA

I'm so done with life.
Just in general.
Like I don't have the will to live.

Nothing I do is ever good enough.
I struggle at everything I do.
I work my butt off.
To get a big slap in the face.

My 'D+' in math is mocking me.
That is the only thing standing in the way of me and Cali.
Fuck this.

God? Can you take me now?
I'm ready.
I swear.

Fuck. Me.

I just want to turn off life.