Hey guys. Sorry I've been uploading sad sht way more than my usual random stuffs here. I just... I don't know what's wrong with me. Right now, I'm reading my math, but, I'm just very lazy to do It. Well, I always feel so weird. Not like my usual weird self. Another weird. Like, when my friends tell me that they're struggling, I... don't really feel so bad for them. Well, only when it depends on the situation, but still. Plus, I... sometimes yearn for attention. Yep. You heard me. I just wanted people to pay attention to me and always me. I don't know why. And, I know I promised my mom to never cut again, but, I really want to cut myself again. So bad. So, I just draw an arm and a hand with cuts on it. And, call me stupid, but, when I say the things that makes me triggered, I always add in the fact I hate being called cute because, well... I wanted them to call me cute themself. I really don't know why I always feel this way. I also feel like I don't love my family, but the people I have a crush on. I know. I'm crazy. And, when I was a kid I used to....... well... watch people kissing each other in YouTube. I know. I'm fcking disgusting. But, I get really addicted to it and watch it secretly back then. I think I was either four or five at the time. I'm so disgusting, I know. But, really. I'm such a twisted person. Also, I'm pretty hard headed. And, my sister. Well, let's just say that in a panicked state, she would yell and push me sometimes, I think. That's a person we call "Suplada", I think. Again. Really, and, I'm basically the person she pushes. And, my father would always scold her for it. No matter how many times they told her to change, she would still be suplada. I know, I know. I'm telling my family secrets, but, actually, inside, when I wanted to get in trouble, I always do random things so that I could get beaten up and someone will help me. Really. I'm insane. And, I wanted trouble, so you CAN call me a troublemaker for it. And, I imagine myself having so many hates and people are defending me. I'm such a sick and twisted person. Am I even ok!? Again, writing this for attention, but seriously. I think I'm crazy. Really. Also, please. DON'T TELL ANYONE WHAT I JUST SAID. I DON'T WANT THEM TO TELL THE POLICE OR SOME SHT. REALLY. I DON'T KNOW WHY I ALWAYS FEEL THIS. Huh? Oh sht. DS is up. Well, sorry, but, I gotta go. And, if you hate me, it's ok. I'm a sick person anyways. Who would want to be friends with a person like me? Obviously no one. So, it's best if you just... leave me.

I'm sorry.

(Inspired by BlackCatIsDeadInside Sorry.)