Why do you love him? He's thirty. You're sixteen. The fact that he's even interested is creepy. He hits you. He raped you. Just leave. Please. And break that nose he's so proud of on your way out.

 I know you think it can't get any worse right now. But trust me, it's will. My God, it will.

 You should've known you're time had an expiration, make it count. Live high school, cause you won't see college.

 Spend time with your parents and be good to them. You really will miss them when they're gone.

 Don't date her. After two years, she decides she is straight.

 Being raped will not break you. It will get better.

 Don't use a whole year trying to make it work. You do love him, but he will end it. It will break your heart.

 Things still aren't brilliant, but they're getting there. The two suicide attempts weren't worse it and they made you feel worse.