well,so much for life…

i stopped cutting a month ago, but i accentdentally cut myself with a knife i bought, then i did it again, and again.. etc. i hate life, i get pissed when people smile, like, fuck you some of us have to wear a frown and your walking around fuckin happy and such, i hate everything but cigarettes and my record player…and then my abusive mother started in and told my therapist i didnt come over for x mas…..and now i have to take more fucking meds, i fucking hate her… my girlfreind broke up with me for some more handsome and muscular dude, so its just me and my thoughts now. thinking about purging so my ex will like me…