i-i dont know how i feel anymore. everything has gone to shit. i have no way of talking to people when i need it. ive done things i shouldnt have. i would tell my doctors, but i dont have the heart, nor the strength. i was doing okay, ill even say i was doing great. but now nothing matters. i want to die. it gets worse when im having "fun." i looked it up, its because i start to watch myself and i step out of the moment, knowing it wont last, so whats the point? ive lost touch with who i am. i am empty. i dont know what to do with myself. if i only had someone to talk to, maybe i would be better? but i guess thats a bad thing, seeing as my parents havent given me my phone. i dont like this. i wish everything would stop. i wish there was a way to just quit.
sorry, ill stop
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**RANTS**
Non-FictionA collection of vents by me, sometimes written in POV, sometimes just a good old-fashioned vent.
