Lets die my dear friend, and become a whole new happy person

Let see. 

we all have problems, right? Some people have "stupid" problems, like "oh my god! i broke a nail!!" and other people have "real" problems, like "my dad is dead and i have to bring food to my house". ok. 

But, the magnitude of a problem goes in line with the person who has it. If i'm a pink princess, my nails are the most important thing. If i live in a poor family, the food is the most important.

So don't fuck me with "one year is one year, you won't be so behind" 'cause, for me, is the end of my world. 

Friends are a totally different thing. you're in one school, and they are in another... 

yeah, is hard.

but, you know what? 

i'm good...

Ok, that's crap. i'm in the opposite side of "good". i'm really, seriously, fucking, bad. i need a brake. 

i need to take a deep breath... and die, reborn in a cool body, and fuck all day.

Fine, i'm going to speak sincerely. i am what i am. i have to accept me like this, or committ suicide.