today i did some crying. it's actually been a while since ive cried. i kind of grew numb to the pain, i guess.
it gets to a point where you just slip into a state of nothing-ness. it's a shitty state to be in.
my thighs and wrists are covered with self harm scars. i try to wear long - sleeved shirts because of this. don't want anyone feeling sorry for me.
my family members talk about me behind my back.
"all devenity does is sit in her room and cry"
it is just a matter of time before i spit on each of their dumb faces.
i hate my life.
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to fall or not to fall
Random"but in the end, my dear, will you choose to fall or not to fall?"
