"You don't seem too well, are you ok?"
"Yah, I'm fine. Just tired.
Tired of people trying to bring me down
Tired of having to meet everyone's expectations
Tired of never being anyone's first choice
Tired of always being a disappointment
Tired of always having to seek refuge in the blade
Tired of finding joy in my beads of blood
Tired of becoming sad for no reason
Tired of forcing myself to throw up all the time
Tired of always having to say "im fine"
Tired of me
Tired of being alive
Im just fucking tired with life and I wanna stop it."
~~excerpt from a book I'll never write #8
