That'd be me plummeting, crashing, and burning.
Needed something new to say.
Life hates me. I'm broke, kicked out of the dorms(because a medicine change brought me to a suicide attempt), living at home with my depressing and hurtful mom, buried under a pile of college work extensions I can't focus on, alone, and my only relief - my car, my transportation - breaks.
I don't want to deal anymore, or fight, or bother. I just want to escape this crap and forget it all. Why do I bother to care?