
I look forward to your next post.
!!! I'm just browsing blogs. Lovely journal you've hot here. Purple's cool. Come by mine sometime. Toodles
Well, I (embarrassingly) once again Oded. I am pretty sure I calculated it right to actually DIE.
I don't understand what keeps me breathing. The thing is that I took the pills a while agao, I should be fucked upt by now? I wish I could explain this deep hatred I have for myself. I have been planning on this for a while. I have been stick piling the pills waiting for the right time. The trigger wasn't my sister, I guess that was just the sign it was time.
I WANT TO BE IN ANOTHER PLACE. NO ONE EVEN GIVES A FUCK about how mean my sister has been, or really anything about me (not the me they know, but the real me).
Where were my parent's when I was 12 and being sexually abused, or 15 being raped? What gives them the idea that now they have a right to say something when Im 23? (well 23 in 6 weeks).
The last time I allowed myself to be seen I not just got "hurt" but ran over by a fucking train.
I don't want to breathe anymore, I don't want to live anymore. I want to burn my body to ashes and rid this world of my fucked up soul.
i wish i could just wrap you up in a hug and protect you from the world. i hope you didn't react to the OD, as that would be really rotten.