I'm..... going to.... go back to how I used to be...... curled up under a blanket.... listening to depressing songs..... cutting....
P-please.... I-I really need a hug right n-now while my heart shatters again.....
Might.... not ... be on anymore... idk yet , the gash on my side is infected... my arms are bleeding again.... and I'm just relapsing into depression....
Again , but then again. When does anything ever matter?
Someone save me.... p-please , because I cant do this....