I’m not good at drawing anymore, I’m not good at singing anymore, I’m not good at talking to people anymore, I’m not good at sports anymore, I’m not good at piano anymore, I’m not good at breathing anymore, I’m not good at living anymore!
What the hell is wrong with me?!
people tell me how perfect I am, They tell me how pretty I am, they tell me who’s jealous, they shouldn’t be jealous. never.
If they spent one day in my shoes, they would want to be dead too.
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I remember hearing this story about a boy with black natural hair, very pail, and tall. When he was younge he ran away, and no one knew what happend to him. 3 years later there were these misterious murders. The boy was only 13 at the time… He developed a mental disease, I don’t remember what it was called, but it lead him to murder three inocent people.
I used to dream of running away… But then I remember this.
Stupid, I know.
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What am I thinking? I’m only 12 and already I’m fed up with life? Not only do I want myself dead, but I want to hurt others too. I can’t tell my mom. She already knows I cut myself, She used to cut herself too. In fact she was anerexic. She took my knives and thought that would solve the problem. It didn’t. I think of how easy it would be to just put on a little more pressure than usuall…
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