Re: Dirty Little Secrets. -
December 23rd 2010, 02:38 PM
there are times when all i can think about is how much i want to die. i dont want to kill myself, but was at a point where i was likely to. now i just wish some terrible "accident" would happen to kill me
i still cut. nobody knows. i've got an eating disorder. i'm faking wellness. i dont sleep at night cuz i'm too busy dreading tomorrow. i care way too much. i wanna let go
hehe- i'm running out of excuses for all my scars, cuts, and weight loss
"If I held my ground Would you ask me to change? This drought bleeds on Now we're dancing for rain We drink the air But it's still not the same These worlds collide Yet the distance remains We point the finger Never accept the blame"
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