Sometimes I want to reach out to friends, even if it's just to talk, but I never do, just in case I come off as annoying or needy. I really don't want to mess up this friendship. Not another. But I feel like it wouldn't really matter if I was there or not.
I'm crying. Why am I crying? I'm just so pathetic. What's the point anymore?
I used to cut, I stopped in January. Why did I stop? I want to do it again, but at the same time it'll just make me an even bigger disappointment. Who would even notice anyways?
I wish I wasn't like this
2:32am 27th July 2017

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De TodoWhere I go when I need to vent, because I can't bring myself to say anything to my friends.