I am almost to that point. The names, the hits, pushing me past the edge. I've had enough. My wrist is scared enough, I don't think it can get much worse.
I want to die, but I don't want to leave my Charlie. I love him so much. I don't know how much longer I can take this though.
Just in case:
Anna, thank you for being a amazing sister. I love you and will miss you.
Charlie, you saved me. The night we met I was gonna go commit...but you popped out of no where and put a smile on my face after I assulted the air *laughs softy, starting to cry* I love you so so much.
to the rest of you, burn in hell for bringing him over and letting him push me to this point.
