Everything seems to be my fault. Nothing I ever do is good enough. I was cutting myself for months and nobody noticed, no one saw the change in my behavior, or how I've been covering more skin than usual.
It's been 8 days, 17 hours, and 32 minutes since I've last held that blade in my hand. And tonight it's hunting me.
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm giving up on everything.
I can't have nothing to do, my mind can't be blank. That's when everything goes wrong. When I have to start over again.
I don't want to kill myself, I just want to feel something.
It's sad.
My life.
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Drowning in thoughts
RandomThis book isn't going to have a traditional storyline. I'm a 16 year old girl that hates everything about herself and needs somewhere to vent. (without worrying people) I will update whenever. Definitely not every day.
