the edge
2002-11-14

Ssometimes i just want the world to go away. Today, -I- just want to go away.

I'm convinced i'm bipolar.

I want to cut.

I REALLY want to cut.

I REALLY REALLY want to cut.

I have to work tommorow.

I can't cut.

My legs are still scarred from July.

Someone please put me out of my misery.

Why are we here?

What if I don't like the answer to why we are here?

Why doesn't anyone love me?

I miss my baby.

I want someone to hold.

I want someone to hold me.

I want someone to care whether I live or die and truly mean it because they love me and want to be with me and not because of what I can do for them.

no one truly cares

i am alone

i don't know how to be anything else

i am worthless

i am hopeless

if i was a less responsible person i would kill myself

please kill me

please

i refuse to do anything to change my situation. I am stuck in a loop. This is -truly- hell. Knowing that you will be destined to do the same thing over and over again and refusing to change.

please

i just want to be done

or for someone to snap their fingers and for me to be happy and not alone and cared for and not patronized.

don't tell me what i want to hear. tell me the truth. don't tell me the truth. make me go away. destroy me as i destroy myself.

please make it end

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