whatever comes to mind..

I like having hats, wristbands (covers up my cuts), and necklaces. Well yesterday I lost control and I couldn’t stop myself. So I hung all my things up and just laid there. In my bed, in my room, music blasting, waiting for 3 things…  1. a reason to go on.. 2. a “accident” to occur.. 3. ways to end it in a quick and painless way. I have awoke and have a huge headache.. due to passing out at 3am.. Anyway im a failure.. you could say because…well…….