Day: Tuesday.
Time: 12:13
I'm laying in bed with my thoughts, they are screaming, oh god, this is too deep, my wrists are crying, i used to smile but now the only thing i can do is cry and cry, how can this be so hard? I'm saying things but no one is hearing, i'm falling, screaming for submission, i will crash into this wall, and i will deny my heart because i will fall apart, every time i see graves i can't stop thinking about death, my name is the new client of death and i see my breath but i can't take it because i'm already on the floor screaming because my heart started to part in two.
