*slight trigger warning self harm and suicide*
Why do I have nights like these?
Why do I let things get to me?
Why do I wish sometimes that I should have followed through when I had the chance?
Why do I feel like no one cares about me?
Why do I care what people think?
Why did I let myself get this bad? Why did I get better to only wish sometimes that I should have killed myself two years ago?
Why do I scratch at where my scars used to be?
Why am I even here writing this when I could be talking to the person I got better with?
Why am I ignoring everyone because I feel like I annoy the ananda the best thing to do is to leave them alone? If they wanted to talk to me they would.
Why do I continue ruined friendships?
Why?
