I feel terrible. I constantly struggle with the desire to cut veins.
I do not live in the city. The place I call home, somewhere far away.
I want to escape.
My parents are constantly screaming at me. They do not like my tone, my voice, my manners. They do not like me.
My friends openly despise me. I was left to swim in his solitude.
I like to hurt myself and see blood. And I did not even hurt. I am pleased.
Can someone save me? Or kill?