why is it that simple stuff like my best friend texting me I miss you or my guy friend giving me a hug or my sister telling me she loves me bring tears to my eyes. I want to be able to tell them I’m leaving. I want to be able to tell them I am think about killing myself. But I can’t. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I cry and cut everyday. I’m dead on the inside. I’m not who I was. I’m gone it’s just my body now and I’m not sure how long that will be here.
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