This, Im Guessing Is An Intro.
To What I'll Be Writing about.
My Name Is Marissa,
I'm Just Another Stupid Teenager,
I Don't Know How I Should Be "Greatful" For This Wreched Life,
If All It Entails Is Pain Suffering And Agony.
The Very Few Friends I Have,
Are Either Extreame Potheads,
Or Very Straight Edge.
I'm not getting Along With Anyone Right Now,
And I should.
My Life Hasn't Been Ineresting.
Only A Little.
My Real Father,
Is A Complete Asshole, And I Usually Refer To Him As Spam.
Mutilation, Is My Addiction.
I Haven't Done It In About I Month Now.
But I Haven't Been Quite Happy Either.
Im Considering Leaving.
Leaving This "House."
It Just Doesnt Work,
I Fuck Up Peoples Lives.
I Dont Make Anything Better,
Only Worse.
I Dont know Much about Myself,
All I Know Is That I Cant Stand Myself.
And I Know,
I Sound Like A Regular Depressed Teen,
But I Feel Different,
I Feel Like I Should Be Older.
I Feel Like I Should Be Dead.
I Feel Like I'm Not Worth it,
The Air I Breath,
The Food I Waste,
And The Earth I Pollute.
Nothing's Worth It.
We Each Take Valuble Steps In Life,
But Lately,
Mine,
Haven't Effected Anyones World,
I'm Thinking What Ever I Was "meant" To Do here,
Is Done.
Now Everyone's Just Waiting,
Waiting for Somthing Big.
I Believe,
That Something Is To Show People,
Not To Be Afraid,
Not To Be Afraid To Die,
Rather Then suffer For The Rest Of Their Lives.
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