I haven't been able to eat or sleep for days and I don't know why. It's pissing me off. I just sit here wondering if I was never born would it be different. If I wasn't here now, my family would be happy. If I was gone, then everyone would be happy and free.
I'm tired of it...I just want...to end it..
People ask why I hurt myself..to be honest I don't know..I go into these "episodes" and forget everything and i wake up with these cuts everywhere. To be honest I like the pain. I like to see the blood flow out into the bathtub.. I got to go my grandpa needs me...
*2 hours later*
The worst thing happened today...
..my grandpa grabbed my arm and asked why...I tried so hard not to break down and cry..I could see the hurt in his eyes...I could see the pain..I wanna go home now...I ruin everything. I shouldn't be here. I don't deserve anything good. Why am I still here? Why am I still breathing? Why do I fuck yo everything? What's wrong with me??? Why me... why..
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MyJournal/Diary 
Short StoryTrigger warning! this isn't my whole story just parts of it... This will be hard to read just so y'all know. This story is about my life and everything I've been through and what I'm still going through. Everything that's in here is everything that...
