Sometimes I wish I knew more people, like my people, because If you join in with others they’ll probably leave you, I felt ignored by my freinds today and wondered why am I me. Such as I wish I had a mother, and a father, maybe looked better, maybe had a more original life. I cried a little at school but, no one really noticed except for one of my friends, I’m thankful for them helping me but, I like suffering, not like physical but mentally, mostly because I love th rush you get once it’s over with, and you know it will happen again because it just will. Well I feel better than I did but, there’s no reason for a lot of pity.