Why....I didn't do anything wrong so why make me feel like I don't matter. I feel so empty and fusterated because I feel as if nobody wants to be my friend or if they even like me. I hear so many people talking behind my back, I don't know what to do. The bruises they gave me still on my body. The hatred is still on my mind, not even my family wants to talk to me. I can't stop thinking about tomorrow and wether I should just grab that silver kitchen knife and stab myself with it but even then nobody would care, not even my mom or sister or even dad. The only thing keeping me alive is this one guy but he left me so I don't know what to do anymore. Suggestions would be gladly appreciated. I hope my days do get better, if it doesn't then there goes my journey on this thing called life.