I just want to runaway. Honestly, that’s my only hope for staying alive right now; but I don’t have the means. If I had somewhere to go, I would… and I would do anything, ANYTHING for the opportunity… but once again I am stuck… lost and hopeless… if I could runaway, I could live; but because I can’t, I might be gone soon..
I don’t want to go into my story, I don’t want to say why I’m doing this, but what I will say is that I have suffered long enough. My whole life is hell and it’s only getting worse and worse. It will never get better. I think I might end my life either tonight or Thursday night; Thursday night is most likely. I would like to talk about it some though… if only to feel less alone.