i want to tell my therapist i do hurt myself and i do want to die. but i cant- not because i dont want her to tell my dad, but because i dont want him to search for and take the things i do it with. Hah.

i need a half assed attempt and an admission to the hospital. or $500

you should've buried your son. that was always the plan, i think ( Read more... )

im glad you're happy. doing better. its a bit ironic when im lying on a starving stomach and bleeding arms, but the sentiment is understood

i like to reread old posts and messages. the internet archives every memory my brain wouldn't. everything goes straight to recycle with me, just the only thing it turns in to is regret. reduce my mind and reuse it to a new feeling of loneliness. you're missing something and you're not quite sure what ( Read more... )

i only hope ill really do it this time. living is only a favor to everyone else. you should always put yourself first, anywho

getting bad and playing dbh again ( Read more... )

how much more do you think i can really take? do you want to try? do you want to see?

i dont know my limits. lets push me to them

ill die with only regrets. i was never pure of heart, i always want to go back, purge it ( Read more... )

i will die your daughter before i ever live your son