WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS THINGS LIKE SELF HARM. IF YOU ARE SENSITIVE TO THIS TOPIC, PLEASE DONT READ THIS CHAPTER. I DONT WANT TO UPSET YOU. THANK YOU AND STAY SAFE X
Dear Diary,
My whole life is falling apart.
My 'friends' are calling me fat, ugly, nerd, loser.
My family is being absolutely horrible
Kids at my school call me fat and ugly and don't even want to be in the same room as me anymore.
They told me to be myself but when I finally did, they acted like I was some kind of monster.
But I guess this is kind of like a wake up call because do you remember when I first started writing in you I said I was afraid to harm myself? Im not afraid anymore.
I took the blade from a sharpener and did it when I was alone.
I'm not gonna lie, it feels amazing. Its just like all my problems fade away the minute I drag the little piece of metal across my skin.
The way the blood collects in a line then runs down my arm and onto the ground makes me smile.
I know it sounds sick but I like seeing my self in pain.
I deserve it.
I don't plan to make this an everyday routine though. Its just a -little escape from reality from time to time- thing.
Anyways thanks for absorbing my blabbering onto these papers.
Till next time.
(A/N)
OKAY JUST TO MAKE THINGS CLEAR, JUST BECAUSE IN THIS CHAPTER I DESCRIBED IT AS AN AMAZING FEELING, IS NOT AN EXCUSE TO ACTUALLY SELF HARM.
YOU GUYS ARE SO MUCH MORE THAN A STUPID PIECE OF METAL.
IF YOU EVER NEED TO TALK TO SOMEONE, IM ALWAYS ON TWITTER. WE COULD TALK THERE. MY TWITTER IS @LickingLashtonx
I DONT CARE IF I HAVE A MEETING WITH THE PRESIDENT THE NEXT DAY, I WILL STAY UP AS LONG AS I NEED TO IN ORDER TO HELP YOU GUYS.
YOU'RE ALL VERY BEAUTIFUL AND IMPORTANT AND IF ANYONE TELLS YOU OTHERWISE I WILL STAB THEM.
BYE AND STAY SAFE X
