Journal Entry for November 1, 2009
i dont know what else to say except that i keep thinking of ending everything.
I'm still here because I don't want anyone to think I don't love them enough to try"
I'm still here because I don't want anyone to think I don't love them enough to try"
french/ italian cinema. music, a lot of metal.
french/ italian cinema. music, a lot of metal.
i dont know what else to say except that i keep thinking of ending everything.
i can't explain how angry i am. nothing's gone down, i'm just home from uni. i can feel it pulsing through me, i'm hot, my fists get …
this is fucking retarded. i stopped, not just for a day, for a successful amount of time where it didnt even cross my mind anymore and weeks and …
in a weird place. dunno. cut. felt better. felt like shit. felt on top of the world. cant stop thinking. cant stop shaking. feeling empty. all in one …
i just got a £100 fucking parking ticket and i fucking paid to park there. traffic wardens you can kiss my fucking arse you fucking fucks