My Journal

I don't really care about the title now.

I haven't written in awhile.

But today

Today is the first time I cut.

I was just telling my fiend I would be there for her but I almost killed myself today.

Today is was just a quick, small slice with the blade held in my fingers.

They only reason I didn't kill myself is because of the 5sos boys.

I know that sounds so typical but I just imagined what they would think of me.

I really need somebody right now.

Somebody

I don think anybody knows how depressed I am.

I try my best to be 'happy'.

I can't handle this anymore.

I can't.

Yesterday my dad hit me in the head a couple times it crying.

He would slap me if he saw me now.