That night when my mom thought I was asleep,I cracked..................
I sat up spaced out then when ,y head went back on the pillow.Tears started pouring out........................ I cut myself again punched my arm.And I notcied when I was gonna breathe in I felt my heart hurt......................
I got of my bed,and began to hit my back on the wall. I told my friend Bridgette and she said I had a problem. She asked me why I was emo and depressed.
When I told her, she asked my if I felt better. And I said no...............
And that'swhat happend.. *sigh* Is sumthing really wrong w/me? Why wont I die? When will I die? And when will I reach the limit of questions?
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