This is me posting a fucking blog

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This is me posting a fucking blog

I want to be a pretty boy.
But I'm an okay looking girl.
I want to be relaxed, and a raw vegan and be a hipster with my fucking hipster friends that hide beside thick frame glasses, smoke pot and go to cool indie concerts.
I want to not have feelings anymore.
I want to love some one and for them to love me back.
I want parents to stop thinking I do things for attention.
I want to stop wanting these things.
I really want to die.
And I don't know what I want out of making this blog.
It won't make me feel better.
Mcr hasn't made me feel better in a long time.
I don't think they ever will again.
Not like they use to.
Who am I?
I'm starting freshman year in four days.
My senior friends and brother going to college.
I don't have friends. I have a few, but none I hang out with.
What am I going to do?
I want to escape from this never ending circle.
I'm done.