[mindflower]

when I want to cry, I can't. When I don't want to cry, I do.
I think Mimi is hurt by me. I think Matthew doesn't care about me anymore whatsoever. I think Jack is starting to get annoyed by me. All my parents care about are my grades. I'm a fake. I hate myself. I can't cut myself, even though I need to (too many ways to be caught). 39 days. So scared. Because I can't help but think about a future for myself, when I promised myself I wouldn't have one.
I can't back out.