I’m fine, leave me alone if you’ll say anything about it. I don’t want attention. You can read this all you want but keep it in mind I don’t want you talking to me. I should apologize to my mother for being born I won’t ever have a purpose or use in my entire life in the entire 13 years of my existence I have not proved i was worth anything and I will not be worth anything in 63 more years I can’t do crap without crying and giving up, I am a talentless phony who is only cared for out of pure luck
You wouldn’t want to talk to a pity party, would you? I hardly believe you truly actually worry about me. I’m a useless hobbyless talentless stupid iPad kid who can’t do anything to save himself. I cry when things get confusing and get burnt out and lose interest quickly. I shouldn’t be in honors because that’s merely by luck. I am not smart. I am not worth anything, I should not be considered a human and treated like one as I am nothing more than an object. I do not deserve rights.
