This sums up how my life is and everytime it happens I feel unwanted and wish I was never around. Sick of the pain it leaves me with.

I can't commit. To anything, relationship, school, friends, or anything else.

I want to kill myself but I love my parents too much to put them through the hell of burying their child. Instead I will continue to be "happy" and successful.

Why didnt my parents love me, and then the war,I have no friends. I hate life.

I really want to have your baby.