My parents have decided on sending me to a boarding school. Why? Bc I have been acting weird. I'm sorry that my parent are dead!
I'm sorry that I can't control my emotions. You know what, screw me.
I want to kill myself... I don't want people to try to help me, bc they're only hurting me.
Using a fun waste lead.
Using a knife leaves stains.
Using pills, no one cares.
I found a bottle of pills in our garbage a few weeks back and kind took it to my room, I guess that was wise.
Today was the only day I cut my wrist wrong. Your supposed to cut them with the veins not against them. It's safer like that. So I cut against them.
Terica tries to talk to me.
Lexi tries to talk to me.
James tries to talk to me.
Strangers try to talk to me.
All fail, bc in the end we all die... why can't I die here?
