2001-12-20, 1:01 p.m.
im so sick of life. im so sick of crying myself to sleep everynight and just feeling empty all together. im sick of waking up in the morning and wanting to slit my throat. I cut myself so bad last night. I cut myself atleast 8 times on each arm. It felt so fucking good. Everytime i did it i just wanted to laugh it felt so good. It was so much relief. I love rubbing my arm against me, it feels so wonderful. Why does everyday have to hurt so much? Why cant people understand that i just want to be left alone. I cant believe im typing this in histroy and the risk of people seeing. I keep scrolling down though. Kill me. please just fucking kill me and slit my throat.