Waking up

Just some thoughts

This is my life you're reading so you are going to hear me say some weird things. Sometimes I'll seem really dark and spout poetry at random, to which I'll give you the courtesy of not publishing that book, (it gets really weird based on how I felt when I was feeling.) So today was good overall, saw a girl walk out of the bathroom with a bleeding arm, I never said anything to her. I really wish I would have but I still haven't said a word for about a week and a half. Why? I don't have a clue. So anyway she wasn't crying or anything and I don't think she even noticed the blood drip. I've been really struggling with not cutting myself and I hate seeing anyone else in that kind of pain. I'm sorry, I've been bleeding while I'm writing and I don't know what to do anymore, Stay? Go? Does it really matter? My buddy used to say "This world sucks we're out there working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need." The ending of that he ripped off from fight club, he'd never admit it but I've seen the movie a dozen times. I need to end this somehow, I'm going to go patch myself up, also hey if you're reading this, have a great day, don't let those bastards get you down, and do yourself a favor and just take some time to relax, listen to music or whatever. Bye.