Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl.
I'm sorry you don't get it, Mom. Sometimes I don't get why I do the things I do. I just know I wake up every morning and wish I was dead.
I hated him. I hated them all. They made me hate myself even more than I already did.
Everything seems to be working." Except me. I'm broken.
I shouldn't have been there. I should never have been born.
I'm going to die a virgin. I like the thought if it. So pure.