I'm so ready to give up. I want to slit my wrists and die. Would you stop me? Or just watch as I bleed?

Him: You're ugly.
Me: Yes I know.
Him: You're fat.
Me: Yes I know.
Him: You should go kill yourself.
Me: Thank you, I will.

I am so blissfully numb.

Bleed out by Blue October....yeah

Why should it matter that I want to kill myself? Stop pretending like you care.