I Search Easy Ways To Kill Myself On Google All The Time. Hanging,Cutting, Drowning, Overdosing, Jumping Off Buildings Etc. But, Once I Think About It, Is It That Easy? No, No It’s Not! I Wanted To Be Someone When I Grew Older, I Wanted To Get Married And Have Kids. But How Is That Suppose To Happen When I’m Self Conscious About Everything!! Why Can’t It Be Easy As 1,2,3? And I’d Be Gone In A Blink..
Stop Telling Me Everything’s Gonna Get Better! If Everything Was Gonna Get Better, I Wouldn’t Be The Way I Am Now. Hurt. Depressed. Worthless..I Just Need To End It Hear. I Just Need Everything To Be Okay. Dead. If I Killed Myself I Wouldn’t Need To Worry About Anything. I Mean, No One Likes Me Anyways So What’s The Difference? Absolutely Nothing. This Is Just The Beginning..
My Name Is Cassandra And I’m 15 Years Old. I Sit Alone On My Bed, Looking At My Ceiling Everyday. Thinking To Myself That I’m Worthless And This Could, It Should Be The End For Me. I’m Picked On In High School And Usually I Just Can’t Take It Anymore. I Grab Blades, Knives, Whatever Is Sharp And Start To Cut My Wrists. Watching The Little Blood Coming From My Wrists. Being To Afraid To Go Deeper, To End My Life. I Think About Suicide All The Time. Maybe This Is It, Was What I Was Thinking. Maybe I Should Just End It Here! On […]
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