Don’t do it.
This isn’t me begging you to hold on or saying things get better, this is you getting even. This is you winning at their game.
They tell you they hate you, that you suck, that everyone would be much happier if you were gone. Now is when you get mad and get even. Stay alive and stay here. If you follow their directions, they win. No matter how hard it gets, just remember you get to rub it in their faces every day. Rub it in with a smile. Rub it in even if they still push you around; by you living, you are winning. Even if you are meek and hide in the shadows, you are winning. Every day you wake up and breathe shitty air, walk through the halls of your shitty school, work at a shitty job or just sit at your shitty computer on tumblr all night, you are winning. You are winning because you are taking away the one thing they obviously want so much: your death. Drag their victory away from them and hold it above their head. They cannot dictate your life, so why let them?
So stick around, you’re a winner to me. And if you ever need anything, there are so many of us with open asks and another number of us that would travel half the world with a baseball bat to beat the shit out of some bitches.
Cheer up, buttercup, you’ve got a game to win.