BEFORE you read this. I am NOT suicidal in anyway.
To all those that actually notice I'm gone. Thank you.
To my family. Yes I cut. Every scar tells a story and reminds me how much I hurt the man I love with all my heart. Kyle. And to kyle. I know you live so far away. In North Carolina. You never got a chance to meet me. And for that. I am sorry. You were never truely mine. You loved that slut in Georgia. You compared me to her. Even after all the bullshit you put me through. I still love you. All I ever wanted was you. To wake up to you. But this is goodbye. I hope you realize I do love you. And to my sister. I'm sorry. I knew we were tight. But you never really saw any of this coming. All this time I hid behind my smile. The girl you knew when I was little is gone. I killed her when I went into 8th grade. I was never the same after that.
I wad just tired of all that life had to "offer" stress and depression.
You guys didn't know I ODed a lot. Cut almost everyday. I burned my neck with my straightener and say it was just an accident.
My life you all knew was a lie.
This is the true me.
I'm sorry you had to find out this way
