I stopped writting here because i got better.
I felt in love again. I started dating.
everything was fine. everything is fine.

So why these feelings keep coming back?
the same feelings that i try to fight back.

the need to feel the blades against my skin.
i havent cut myself in more than a month.
but the need is coming back.

i want to be hit by a car.
i want to stab a knife right through me.
cut myself until there's nothing more left, just blood.
yell.
cry.
throw up.
fall asslep and never wake up.

but i dont want to die, i promise you that.
i just want it to stop.
i want to be happy.
i try to
but it never seems enough.

im just depressed.


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