i think i’m just scared of everyone dying before me. i always thought i would kill myself before i got to high school, and now i graduate in june. the thought of being an adult and going to university scares the hell out of me and i don’t know if i should go on.
I’ve officially ran out of motivation. I’m too tired and I’m sick of living. Everyone I’ve ever loved hates me and that’s okay.
I haven’t been able to focus for weeks and I have finals tomorrow. I know I’m gonna fail. what’s the point of trying anymore?
my mom saw my scars and asked what happened to my arm. i don’t know what to tell her.