I just hate my life. No, I hate my brothers. I NEVER get to talk to mum. Never. The only convos we have now are fights. So now when she has some time to talk to me, my brothers keep bugging her. ''Mum, mum, I need your help, mum, I can't sleep! Mum, I have no clean clothes for tomorrow'' and there she goes. It actually hurts. But I know life's hard for her, so I try to hide everything. And still, here I am, crying in my room. And I have that horrible headache. I can not describe the way I feel right now. Shit. Crap. Pathetic. Depressed. Grr, and I'm also fucking MAD, because I'm sure that my english is horrible, grammar and spelling - wrong and I make no fucking sense. Oh, you know what this one girl in SD called me? She said that she read a few posts from my blog. Her opinion on me (copy&paste from the message, she said exactly this) : "Dude, You Have No Life. If You Hate Everybody So Much, Then Just Kill Yourself Already.Y Bother Us Wiw Yo Shit? I Just Think That You're A Poor AtentionSeeker, Honestly. "