After my story has been let go by Lemon at school. And now my mother has fine out, there is no reason to live. I grab my pen and one of my school book out my bag and lock myself away in the bathroom. I turn on the water in the tub and watch it fill up, while I got some bottle of pills and a bottle of red wine and I write: “I am sorry to the people that I love, but I can’t fucking take it anymore. So I am gay and can never be straight. Why does everyone hate me because of that. Fuck them. I have been punched and spit on and called faggot, queer, loser, pussy, fish, battybowy and Shebada. Fuck them, fuck everyone, I hate this fucking life an everyone that is in it or surround me. I am so fucking tired of the shit. You don’t know my pain. You don't know why or how often I cry.I'm hurt. Hurt from years of trying my best to hide this person in which I am, from people who I felt would hate me. Hurt from years of putting myself up for ransom and hiding my true self in t