I hate my life, but it's fine, it doesn't matter.
I scratched my leg until it bled today, I didn't mean to, I do it a lot accidentally, this time though I was particularly aggressive, it wasn't a bite I was just itchy. It burns like hell since I scratched a large area instead of a bite. It stings, but I keep provoking it. I'm not sure why, but I don't care that it hurts. I mean, it's whatever, if I scratched anymore I'd probably be bleeding a lot. It's not itchy anymore though.
I'm pretty sure no one would care if I even existed, but that's fine, I don't care either.
I'm so tired, I'm so tired I can't even think anymore. I hate school. I just want to sleep and never wake up again. Sleeping is so peaceful. Just let me sleep.