Welp. 2020 got worse. My friends won't tell me what happened. But all I know is that they won't let me know what.. happened.
My ex boyfriend hurt me worse than ever..
5,24, and 20 are forever my hated numbers. That's when it all started.
8/21/20 is when it ended...
All I can think of is stabbing myself. I already cut my thighs up and there's so. So much blood... I'm surprised I'm not in the hospital.
I haven't ate in two days.
I haven't slept in two weeks.
I'm stressed.
I only drink if it's 6+ hours or more..
I used a blade from a sharpener.. just like before. I'll just repeat until I'm dead. That's the answer right..?
Just die.. and all of this will be done..
