It’s my birthday tomorrow. I really don’t want to have a birthday. Why can’t anyone see how unhappy I am? It feels like I’m bleeding on the inside. I don’t want to live anymore. I’m tired of fake smiling and acting like everything is okay, cause it’s not. I don’t want this life. I don’t want to be surrounded by people who make me feel worthless anymore. I can’t do this anymore. I hope I don’t wake up tomorrow.