I just want to say that mental disorders are not a joke. This book is a venting/stress relief to me. I do not wish harm apon anyone. If this really bothers you im sorry. I for one, enjoy writing sad stories with unhappy endings. Anyway, i nust had t...
I had moved in with Daniel and Stephen about a week ago. I have been having trouble hiding my addiction. They ask me frequently if i would like to do something, and quite frankly i would rather tell them about my problems and cry. As you can see by the title i have been cutting my thighs. Of course no one knows about this addiction because i wear sweatpants and shorts. Daniel nor Stephen have seen how much pain i am in. Maybe they don't care or im good at hiding this. The second one i highly doubt. Im terrible at lieing. I have been in my room for two days now. It's been quiet and no one has mad a peep. Im not sure of whats going on out there but im going to stay in my room for now. I'll write soon,bor if something at least interesting pops up. For now farewell.
~Hosuh Lav
I set my notepad down exhausted from the day of living. Understatement, im exhausted of blinking and breathing. I gave a sigh pulling open my cabinet. There was about five gum cases. I opened the red one that once contained cinnamon. The gum was replaced with razors and small metal pieces. I took out my favorite one. It was a razor but it was small and two sided in a way. I cant describe it as well as i want to so i'll provide a picture.
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I walked to my bathroom.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Cliffhanger bcs i want to kill myself.（￣～￣;） Shortest chapter yet. I love you all and thankyou sfm for 8k reads, i cant thank you guys enough❤️(•ᴗ•)❤ I wish i could make a good story but noooo im lazy and procrastinating person (Ｔ▽Ｔ) Im sorry.(╥_╥) Love you all!!(ღ˘ω˘ღ) -Oreo/Ryan
