I hate how everything lately has been so f*cked up… I don’t want to eat, I want to self harm, I want a different body, and I want a better life. I attempted suicide almost 11 times by now, hanging by a single thread. I’ve been struggling ever since in moved to homeschool, while friends were one of the only things keeping me alive. I’ve been trying not to self harm like my sister, but I keep having thoughts. Suicidal ones. I want to f*cling kill myself and make everyone happier without me. I want to scream my f*cking lungs out. I’ve been holding back for too long, being kind, polite, while being treated like Sh*t. I want to f*cking die and kill myself painfully.
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