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Day 6
I'm in the hospital right now. No I am not sick. I relapsed. I didn't want to do it. My head was saying no but it had already happened. I had already put the razor to my wrist. There was already blood trailing down my arm. It hurt but it felt good. I felt sad but happy. I felt alive. They are watching me write this probably to make sure that I won't try to kill myself with this pencil. My free time is up. Will write tomorrow.
-Calum
Day 7
I hate this place. I want to see Jagger. I dreamt of her last night. Her long beautiful purple hair, her dark grey eyes, and her smile,her beautiful, perfect, dimpled smile. Although she was in my dream it was not the best. She was yelling at me over and over, I couldn't tell what she was saying. Right before I woke up she yelled "You're worthless and I will never love you!" And then I woke up. I love her and I don't know if she'll ever love me back. I need her. I hope she needs me too.
