My day consisted of, I want to kill myself, and the world is so beautiful with a constant I hate everyone.

There's so many things I wanted to tell him, but I knew they'd hurt him. So I buried them deep down, and let them hurt me.

One day I'm just going to answer, "No, actually I'm not okay." and no one's going to know what to do.

Eventually she just, gave up on everything.

Some times I get sad about everything all at once..

Those nights when you just want to sleep.. and never wake up.

"A simple thing such as sleep is something I cannot do, I loathe and I love it. It drives me crazy..."

Feeling alone is a bad habit that stays, even though you have someone who is there only for you...you still feel alone, you fight it...but the loneliness comes back.

I am not my skin.

I want you to be beside me right now, to save me from myself...but you're not.