A boy is in love with me.
I may be in love with him.
He doesn’t know I’m suicidal.
He doesn’t know I’m a Freak.
I’m a Monster.
I am just going to hurt you when I die.
I don’t know what to do.
By being a “freak” once again.
Sorry I have emotions.
Sorry I forgot my sister comes first. Always.
Now I have to go to the therapist.