I'm Just Done.

update?

So, I just realized how long it's been since I've updated my stories.  Not like it matters though. But an update on my life? It sucks.  "Self-harm" is what people find the bad thing in what's going on. Cutting my body isn't is bad as my thoughts. Tonight might be the night I find myself lying on my bedroom floor. Alone. Dead. I can't do this anymore. The agonizing pain is too much. But I need to talk to Jesus apparently. I understand that, but it's not that easy when you feel like you can't. I'm tired. Just so tired of all this help that people are trying to give me. I don't want help. I don't need it. And I'm sick of this pity bullshit. Good fucking night.