i am slowly losing respect for life. homicide is suddenly not a forbidden thought anymore. and i cant stop thinking of how to kill myself. i have planned to built up a stash of painkillers. i want to scratch my self. my face, my neck my stomach. the urge is so strong.
a friend of mine said we could smoke weed together in the up coming holiday. she will see to if she can get some ecstasy for us as well. excited? VERY MUCH. i have lost a bit of weight so thats good. my teachers have talked to my sis about me. they dont think i eat enough. i am just not hungry at the meals. i cant eat anything. feels like i am too tired somehow. they have also asked her about if i still cut. i know she will lie about it. she will cover up for me. so yeah. this week i have basically lived of chips but i still lost weight hah. i think i will go for a walk. i need some fresh air. and the snow is finally gone.
all i have had this far is a cup of coffee and a cracker (: very hungry but thats alright.
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