Okay, so I’m writing a book. It’s going to be one of those depressed suicidal teen books. But better because it’s written by me, someone who’s going through the same stuff and some different stuff than a lot of you. I just started writing today. I want to try to get it published when it’s finished. I’m really passionate about this. There’s so many books that bullshit you about what it’s actually like. They don’t include the voices, the cutting, the demons, the suicide attempts. Comment on this and tell me if you’d read it. Thank you <3
BonesAndBloodMakeAButterflyDie
BonesAndBloodMakeAButterflyDie
I'm just living at the moment. I'll take any drug, I'd even run in front of a train, just to feel something. I want to feel something, I want to be scared. I want to feel alive. I'm in a world where no one understands me or cares. I need someone to love me and not let me down. In the meantime, I'm starving myself to death. Patiently dying. xoxo
We have off campus lunch so I go home and pop pills for lunch. I take some in the morning before I go to school, and I take them before I go to bed. I just found some codeine in my moms drawer. This is the only thing I like about living here.
So since I moved back in with my mom, she said I can’t go anywhere on the weekends and that I have to help her by babysitting, all weekend, and she’s not even going to pay me. And she went through my stuff while I was at school and she found my razors & pills, and she threw them all away. I’m beyond pissed off. I just want to sleep, and get high.
I’m so glad that I found this site. It’s perfect. Things have been really fucked up as of lately. My depression and disordered eating that began in 6th grade have crept back into my life somehow. Causing me to get in fights with friends, family, myself. I’ve had suicidal thoughts every single day, just like old times. But something new is that I see scary images. But this has been happening since summer/the end of last year. Like for an example, whenever I close my eyes I see blood or a man with an ax in his head laying on the ground bleeding, or when I’m in […]