i slit my throat and as i scream only blood comes out. sorry mom i didnt mean to make a stain. you were right theres no benefit of having me in your life. i hope your happyom ause im finally gonna do it. im going to kill myself.
Broken.
that point when it gets so bad and you dont even like the sound of your own heartbeat anymore
id sit here and blame it on my sleep deprevation but its really just you. im sorry forr what i did its been a year not a day goes by where i wish you were here. but you hate me. i ruined it all. i sat there screaming and crying as i watched the dominoes fall. i went insane and grabbed my pills. overdosed and passed out thinking it was the end. woke up three days later wishing i could go back and start all over again. why does your name have to be so long? if it were shorter id have fewer cuts on […]
shes a pretty singer but her songs have a twist, her lyrics are written about the works that have been done on her wrists
….i wish i had someone to talk to…does anyone live in va?
I don’t wanna be helped I just wanna be heard. I had this thought awhile ago….on one of my lonely nights when I had nothing but a razor blade for company. If a person wants to commit suicide its not right of you to start rambling on about how its not a smart decision to do it you have your whole life ahead of you just give it time things wil get better…cause even though you can “relate” to them you’ll never fully understand them because nine out of ten times they won’t let you. Im not exactly sure what the point of this is […]
Whats the point…every single day iys supposed to get better right?…it doesnt it gets worse. The more I hold back the more it hurts. I dont like talking to people. Sympathy will only go so far. They will never understand what it feels like to scream while crying themselves to sleep or to not be able to show your arms because they are covered in scars from slashing their wrists everytime they take a shower…