Every day I put a fake smile on my face, so people don't know what I feel like in the inside. I know I shouldn't keep my feelings inside me, but you don't want to know what I'm feeling or what I feel like doing. I have a family who loves me. Do I love them? Simple. No. I wear bright, colorful clothes. When I want to wear black. And black only. I'm not preppy at all in the inside, but the outside I am. I don't cut my wrists, but I want too. People say it relieves pain. I know it doesn't. I want to feel pain. You can think I'm crazy, mad, and stupid. Which I am. Besides what do I have to loose. The Earth is just going to be a black whole in the future... Even though it is one now...