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I'm desperately poor, I have no dreams or aspirations, and the only girl that has ever shown me love lives hundreds of miles away. I have a terrible personality and I can't socialize worth a damn.
I'm too afraid to commit suicide and I'm even more afraid of going out into the real world so I lock myself up in my room for weeks at a time. I can't drive properly and I can't seem to improve, I'm pitifully idiotic. It's a wonder I got through high school.
I come from a poor background and I'm an ethnic minority so I'm guaranteed to not succeed in life already.

I'm just an overall waste of flesh and I don't know how to turn things around.

Sometimes I just want to hop onto a bus headed for some big town and just forget about everything.