I feel like quitting.

Quitting everything, locking myself up in a closet and wither away...

I'm just so worthless, and so damn despicable.

How could anyone even tolerate something like me??

I know I hate myself, and also probably a lot of people.

I wish I couldn't care about that, but I just can't.

My only other option (other than the closet thing) is to get something to do (work) and drown in it.

Damn, I'm just a friggin waste of oxygen and my parents' money.

I'm a disappointment to them.

To everyone who's ever even thought about trusting me.

Where's my life jacket to pull me up from drowning?

Oh, right, I don't need to be issued one, not because I can swim (I can't) but because I'm not worth it.

What I say to the mirror is this: "Damn despicable you!! Just go away to where you can't spoil anybody else's life by being the single rotten apple in a basket of perfectly fine apples!!"

I wish I could, but I can't.

I just can't...

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