Its now June a year later
I haven't cut in a long time but oh how I wish I could.someone tossed my blades down a sewer drain and I can't have anyone seeing my cuts they'd freak out. I can't wait till winter.
I haven't done drugs in a month and god I wish I had some. Or at least had some vodka.
I like drinking now.
I wish I could take a bottle of pills and just sleep forever or something...
I'm sorry you're reading this. This will be my last chapter.
