If I’m not better by the time I’m 25, I’m going to take my life. I will take enough pills to overdose, whilst using a razor blade to cut up my body as much as I want to let out my last emotions and satisfy myself. I will then slowly die, maybe in my bedroom. I’m currently 22.
I don’t want to make him miserable becuase I’m miserable. I just want to downward spiral but I feel bad doing it while he’s around. I don’t want him to go away, but I want to engage in bad behaviour.
Please come love me. Every night I fall asleep waiting for you. All you do is play games. Please come be with me, kiss me, show me you still obsess over me.
I shouldn’t say this shit. He does so much for me. I don’t know why so often I feel unloved and untouched. I wish I would stop overthink. I feel like I’ll always feel alone and isolated with my brain and emotions. I yearn to love and be loved. Love is all I ever think about.