Narcissus.

this whole thing seems awefully pretentious to me. narcissistic even. i have never thought myself a narcissist. my favorite painting coincidentally is The Metomorphosis of Narcissus by Salvador Dali. writing down my thoughts for other to read. who knows if anyone will actually read this? but then again its mostly for me instead of you. im only giving you a glimpse into this crazy mind. but me? im no narcissus. in fact i hated myself for years. you'll find out why sometime later. hated myself so much i tried to kill myself. multiple times. but isn't that the ultimate form of narcissism? suicide? suicide is born of depression and hopelessness but also hope. we feel like our lives don't mean, and never will mean, anything. but we hope our suicide will change things, make someone notice us, make someone regret. make us happy. but in the end we all fail, and for those of us who live, things always get better.