I'm just so tired... it's so cold. My arms are really itchy. They won't stop. I'm sorry
It feels like it's my fault. My fault they broke up, my fault they lost their friends. My fault everyone argues, my tears are getting too heavy to stay in, and I don't wanna actually speak to someone about how I feel, but I feel like I have to,
It feels like if I ask for help, I'll seem annoying. I don't wanna be annoying, I can hold in my tears. I can do it all by myself.
I just wanna do it again, just one more time, but what if I can't stop? What if I do it again? What if they notice? It all hurts. I can't talk to him about how I feel,
I'm dating my crush's ex, and I like him, too... but I'm not sure, she's cute too,.. but she has a boyfriend. And it would be awkward.
I just wanna die. My throat hurts. Please. I'm scared of what would happen to my body afterwards. I don't wanna die a slow and painful death.
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My vent book (TW)
NonfiksiThis is just my vent book, I need to let out how I feel sometimes, too.