I dont even know why this happens to me. I hate being this way. I'll be fine one minute and then the next i want to scream and rip my hair out. I start to cry and just sit alone and i dont know what to do. I dont have a friend i can trust to talk about it with. Im scared that one day its going to go too far. There are too many times when no one is home. I know how to use a razor and i know how many pills to swallow. Its just like a black hole sucking everything good into it. I cant have anything go right without fifty things going wrong. Someone please help. i dont want to die but i cant think of anything better right now.
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