I can’t Imean idk if I will makeitthroughtheday let alonr the year. thethought of dying and slicing and the sweet release ofletting my death intheair cslms me. like if I could just let the pain go. My heart hurts so bad. if I makeit I’m done. caring andletting peoplein just sotheycan pull out everything good inside of me and take and when they are done just piss on it. I did feel happiness I felt my heart warm and my soul asmilr. I shouldhaveknownthen thst it eiukdnt last I smiled to much and was just to happy.
