Drop dead

It seems like the day of joy for many can be the worst day in my life. Seems like no one gives a shit about me. I'm just a puppet that people can use to keep themselves entertained or a slave to do the labor of others. To be stripped of everything. To have your friends get talked shit on, to have you be talked shitted on by your friends, and just giving me shit that i seem to not deserve but for some fucking reason no one gives a moments thought about how i feel. Push me aside when they don't want to see me and expect me to come fucking crawling back. Ignore me, don't look me in the face, or even know if I'm there. I seem all to disposable and no one cares about trash right. Maybe the easiest thing for me to do is just to drop dead. After all i seem to be pretty disposable to everyone. Parents don't give a shit about me, they can just throw me away and still have others. And what hypocrites they are, what is the fucking point of going to church if all you are going to do is talk shit and hold grudges against other people. Friends can always find more. Though whats the point of being my friend if you are just going to mess with my emotions and do as you please; say what you like and just expect me to sit around and tell you that everything is alright when it kills me inside. Why even bother putting in an effort to try if people are just going to brush you off their shoulders. I bet if i were to drop dead everyone would be sad, but only cause they lost a slave, who would do as they pleased, and continue back to enjoying their lives without any anguish about the death of a person.