Broken heart again.

Got kicked out again. This time im trying really hard at life and still fail. Good lesson here?

Things wete going ok for like a day. I didnt even have time to get on. But it doesnt matter because there fucking shitty again and now my mind races with thoughts of suicide. Woopee!

I was just going to go on about how shitty my day was and how id like to kill myself... But im tired of always posting negative shit... Even if no one reads this.

So uh... Soft serve ice cream is super yummy and makes me happy.

Done.

i dont do it for some reason... And i still deal with life shit... What the hell?

Idk why i dont just do it right now. I have nothing to live for anyways...

Almost as much as everyone else does. I need to get a razor, soon. This shit needs to end soon.

Another day, another inch closer to the end. Idk why moms acting this way. Im not asking for any money. Just a place to stay. It doesnt cost mom any money to stay here... Wtf is the problem? Steves kid get a paid for house... My mom pays for his utilities. Thats cool. Im not even asking for any of that. Yet i get shit on. Cool.

One day im actually going to post happy stuff... i hope...

What am i holding out for? Or whom? No ones going to chill with me... All my bridges were burned and not by me. Im so empty. Im so sorry.