Friday, 27th March 2015 - 1:54pm
My heart hurts. Everyone I love is so happy. But yesterday's happiness has long since faded. I want it back.
But being happy when my heart hurts is painful. I just want to go home and cry. Maybe put the blade to my skin, maybe let my knuckles make contact with the wall.
It's like they believe me when I say I'm fine. But how do I tell my friends that I just want to die?
I think a bullet would hurt less than the loneliness I feel.
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