So here i am again, in my bed at 3 in the morning bawling my fucking eyes out with a bandage around my arm. What did I do to deserve any of this everyone I love just hurts me, nobody cares I’d be as well to just end it allnot like anyone’d give a fuck about my aabsence
You told her you hate her
And want her to die
So she thinks to herself
Maybe you’re right
I should just take this knife
And bleed once again
One scar turns to 5
And 5 into 10
And now thanks to you
She’s given up on her life,
Do She reached for the bottle
And took many a pill
But you never hated her
Or want her to die
But now it’s too late
Cause she went home and thought
Suicide!
Hi, call me Olivia (fake name) when I was 8 I was diagnosed with a disease called crohns it has now at 15 I’m depressed. I self harm almost everyday I can’t stop I’m surprised I haven’t been hospitalised because of it. The only thought on my mind is suicide, I attempted it once and I’ve written many notes but I’m too much of a coward to kill myself but hey, maybe that’s a good thing i just… I don’t know what to do anymore!