thoughts go on

i hate school. i hate my parents. i hate homework. its cliche but its fucking real. i hate my friends, but only some, only the ones that make me feel like actual shit. the ones that don't feel like friends anymore. the ones that only stick around for something in return or because they feel bad. i hate life without her. i miss her. i know she'll be back but i can't tell if i can last. i keep saying it'll be better in the next few weeks, next few months, next few years, but i don't think i'm fooling anyone. i know it isn't going to get better unless i do something myself. but that takes up too much energy.

i barely have any left in me. would they notice if i just stopped?

dexter.