I just want the pain to end.

Because no one can be trusted.

Why am i here? What's my purpose?

...the man of my dreams is a girl.

I had to fight so hard not to cry.

What you see, isn't always what you get

Don't choose me. I'm not worth your time.

I wish I was invisible to him, to everyone.

Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.

Everyone's a liar. Everyone I've ever known.

Yeah, I hear the truth. But this is my truth.

The sad truth is, they should never trust me.

I won't be alive so I won't care who finds me.

I hear you. I just don't believe a word you say.

But she never just accepted me for the way I was.

You can't trust machines. You can't trust people.

There's no reason to speak. I have nothing to say.

At times like this, I'm thankful I don't feel love.

How will you be remembered? As a loner and a loser.

I don't have to answer. Until you know the question.

Why are people so cruel? What did I ever do to them?

I throw him two bones: a smile and a nod. Both lies.

It was her way of saying, "You should kill yourself.

They didn't guarantee you'd come out a whole person.

What can happen in a few minutes changes you forever.

With determination and purpose, I head into the light.

Oh sure. Because we always talk about deep down stuff.

What did she see in me? What does she see that I don't?

Everything seems to be working." Except me. I'm broken.

The truth remains. I was, and am, disgusted with myself.

What's the point of living if you don't belong anywhere?

There's always a way out. All you have to do is take it.

Do what, Kim? Lead a normal life? Too late. Way too late.

Stop trying to save me. You couldn't then; you can't now.

Yeah, I loved her. I couldn't help it. She was my brother.

You won't know until it's over. You won't find me in time.

I shouldn't have been there. I should never have been born.

Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.

I'm going to die a virgin. I like the thought if it. So pure.

This is my fault. Mine. Making her think I'd be here for her.

Girls scare me more than boys. Boys are cruel. Girls are mean.

Would I cheat to save my soul? No. But to save my G.P.A.? Yes.

Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl.

You would never understand, Kim. You think I'm normal; you wish I was.

I wish I could tell my parents, " If you want to help me, help me die.

No one else knows I'm alive, which means they won't notice when I'm gone.

I want to tell them, "Chip, Kim, there is no way to suicide-proof a person.

I don't have alot of people to talk to. Not alot of people are worth my time.

Really? It seems too good to be true. I don't trust it. I don't trust anyone.

What I know is you can't go back. You can't press delete and re-key your life.

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