“~ I dont wanna hurt anymore. please depression is like war, you either winor you die trying not matter how much you think you know a person you never know what they do behind closed doors you never know if they cry themselves to sleep. or if they cut themselves to feel. Im not good enough sometimes the person who tries to keep everyone happy is the most lonely PERSON!! when I was 8 I never imagines that my life would trun out like this a depressed self harming teenager what when wrong. I'm not worth any tears, I wake up and remember what happened last night. he left me and split my heart in two. I went to bed crying over all my sorrows. pulling out a razor blade. I slit my wrists, the pain fels so good, numbness conquers my whole body as I sit there and bleed blood covers my wrists and drips on to my pillow those stains will rest there forever. < 3”
