Oh.

Honestly I don't want to live anymore. I don't even care the way I write because there's no point anymore. No one listens to me. The strongest medicine and the best consulors can't cute my depression. I'll always want to kill myself. I don't deserve anything. I don't deserve to breathe. I was brought here by mistake. Talking to a therapist makes everything worse but adults fail to see that. Medicine doesn't work. Nothing will make depression go away. Nothing will.. 

Summer Bummer

   Summer in Michigan isn't something I'm a fan of. Bipolar weather and bipolar people, some days are hot some days are freezing cold like the Antarctic. I invested my time into actually hanging out with some friends, right in the middle of summer; Before I would sleep in and be on social media. Now lately I've been getting out more and actually hanging out with friends. I have this weird fear of being judged, so that's the main reason why is stay inside most of the summer, because society nowadays it's really messed up, there's no such thing as a kindhearted person like back in the day... I mean Michigan is a really nice place to live, but I strongly dislike the people that live in the state with me, it maybe just be me, but people in Michigan are two-faced and also manipulators. But I guess that's what you get when you're living Michigan..