Anonymous
what if i just end it all? would it really be that bad? I keep praying. im doing everything i can. has God given up on me? everyone else has. Im barely even functioning. my depressions sky high. Fuck man. i feel so empty. i feel so alone. so dead inside. i just want it to stop. why wont it stop. why do i relive what he did every fucking day. ive lost all hope. im tired. i just want to die. every. moment. of. everyday. i feel his hands like their still there. i miss my friends. i miss my family. but most of all i miss the girl i used to be. i actually watched him in the mirror above the hotel bed rip the spark out of my eyes. my mom made my kid brother (13 btw) search for my razors while i was bakeracted.