Life is strange. That's an understatement. I know. If I was 100% certain that you're reincarnated when you die, I would've killed myself by now. I wish life was beautiful but it's not. I daydream a lot. I love very little people in this world. I hate myself the most. I love you. Yes, you. You who is reading this. Yes, I love you. I wish I wake up and find out that my whole life has been a nightmare or something like that. Life doesn't make sense either. I'm emotionally unstable! My 11th grade school life suck so far. School is making me go demented. I want to quit school before I end up in an asylum.