I found what I was looking for.
Exactly what I was looking for.
A bottle of pills.
They're my moms.
She takes them for her OCD.
But I could take them to ease the pain.
I've never felt so numb.
Maybe these will help.
Maybe they'll help me feel something.
Or maybe they'll help me find my way out.
Out of this tragic and numbing world.
I hate it.
I hate everything.
This ain't fun.
At all.
I want to leave.
I want to die.
I don't want to deal with this pain anymore.
I'm done.
I've said a thousand times before but this is the move.
This is the time.
I'm not sure what will happen.
I'm not sure what they'll do for me.
I'm not sure what's gonna happen.
I'm not entirely sure what I want to happen.
I just don't know what to do.
I don't know how to deal with all of this anymore.
I'm lost.
I'm stuck.
And I'm alone.
