why is life so hard? going step by step was like walking up to your imaginary world that never existed. i want to kill myself. i always wanted to kill myself ever since i was born.
i remember the knife i used to tear my skin, blood dropped.. it was like a dream come true but better.
my next step is better. i can finally kill myself on this day. i planes out everything, and no one will ruin it. no one.
