I don't want to be here anymore. I just want to leave forever.

I'm so tired of living but i can't kill myself
Why cant i seem to be able to?
i slit my wrists every night
i go deep enough to leave a scar
but not deep enough to let the blood flow out of me
Why?...

I'm not a backup plan and definitely not a second choice .

If there are really 6.7 billion people in the wrld ,
then why the hell am i feel so alone .?

I'm not loved . yet not hated .
i'm nothing to everyone .
i'm invinsible .

I cant believe i thought i was strong enough to stop the pain i cause...

Mommies are supposed to know everything. They can do anything, fix anything, and make anything better. But there comes a time in your life when that illusion is shattered, and you realize that mommy is just as imperfect as you are.

The bloody cuts show my past, present, and maybe a future.

Life is like a bee sting
it just plainly sucks!

"she can paint a lovely picture, but this story has a twist. her paintbrush is a razor, and her canvas is her wrist."