Why keep on..I want to die sp,so,so bad...at the same time I want to live so bad.
I want need...
I'm sorry I dont....
I can't stop crying..my wants or need never mattered, so why should I now care about them? ? I'm already dead...I still breath,my heart still beats..still I'm dead..
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Random darkness
Ficção geral*this story is very descriptive and may be considered triggering. Be in a safe frame of mind when reading* Thought wanderings of a depressed mess...No real rhyme or reason..insights about death, suicide, self injury, self hate,bullying, abuse. Allot...
