anonymus

don't worry I'll be leaving soon

depression is like sitting in ice cold water but not being able to get up bcs the cold is too comfortable even tho it hurts you

this will be the last chance I'm giving life... If nothing changes I will go.

giving life one last try

something changed in me that night... stopped living since then.

I'm so lonely, nobody cares about me. I wonder what would happen if I just disappeared.

I need this all to stop. Forever.

I say that I've healed but I can still feel his touch, the impact he had on me and how I was laying there, not being able to move.

I'm so tired... it's all starting again when will this end?

why do i have to be me?

In the end sadness is my only comfort

the urge to relapse is always there