So I've had a pretty eventful week. More bad marks. Sport, which includes football/soccer and golf.
But there was a new addition to my life.
I cut myself.
*sighs internally*
So, my marks. I had a test on reproduction and I got 60%. Which I honestly think was a bad mark considering my previous terms/semester's marks. So yeah nothing new there.
My soccer/football went extremely bad. We lost 5-0 to a team we've played before. We were abandoned by four of our players, which all had the worse excuses in man kind. I tried my best as the keeper, but yeah. We were unfit.
*lol, dunno why I'm telling you my week*
The cutting.
Worse fucking experience of my life. I seriously hope I don't do it. I had more anxiety attacks this entire week, than I did in the entire month of April.
I don't want to babble on about my cutting experience. I swear it will get out of hand.
So let me hope its better this week.
yay
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Untold Sorrows
PoetryHere I am... In a matter of seconds, I disappear into my own souls grave.