So, latley I've been extremely depressed, like any of you care anyways.

I've bored with life. I wake up, go to school, do homework, and go to bed every single weekday.
On the weekend, I sit im my stupid room by myself while everyones hanging out and spending time with others. But when I want to get out of the house, no ones there. I'm ALWAYS the last resort, if everyones sick and they have no one else to hang out with, I'm always the one you call.
Everyone only talks to me because they feel sorry for me and they think I need their charity.

If you're one that only talks to me because you feel sorry for me, get out of my life, I don't want you.

Everyone in the world has someone. Everyone at school has one really really really good friend who is alwas there for each other, and who do I have? No one. I'm so freaken tired of it you can't even imagaine.
I can't wait for my life to be over, theres no use living a life where everyone thinks I'm weired, insane, a chairity case, or whatever you want to call me and living a life where I am alone. No one understands me, you may think you do, but bealive me, you don't.

Sorry for the weird journal, there's a lot I need to get out of my system.
*takes a deep breath*
I feel somewhat better now, but not really.

P.s and by the way, I'm not looking for sympathy.
Cheers!