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blah.
nobody listens to me anymore.
i don't have any friends anymore.
i'm not aloud to cut my wrists anymore.
my mom is being a fucking idiot and blaming everything on herself and doing everthing because "it won't get done" because apparently we don't do our chores. she's pissing me off. she's crying. she's being fucking insane. i hate her. she doesn't even care about me anymore. she never asks me how my day was or how i am. if i cut my wrists again she wouldn't even notice. i hate her. come on mom, it's not all about you.
i'm doing bad in school. i'm so disappointed in myself.
i burned myself with an eraser yesterday, 4 times.
i tried cutting my arm with tweezers. they're the sharp ones. and yeah, i cut my ankles.
ugh.
i just can't deal with this shit anymore. i don't want to. i hate my life.
i thought about cutting my wrist, right on the vain, and seeing the blood pour out, and never waking again.
nobody listens to me anymore.
i don't have any friends anymore.
i'm not aloud to cut my wrists anymore.
my mom is being a fucking idiot and blaming everything on herself and doing everthing because "it won't get done" because apparently we don't do our chores. she's pissing me off. she's crying. she's being fucking insane. i hate her. she doesn't even care about me anymore. she never asks me how my day was or how i am. if i cut my wrists again she wouldn't even notice. i hate her. come on mom, it's not all about you.
i'm doing bad in school. i'm so disappointed in myself.
i burned myself with an eraser yesterday, 4 times.
i tried cutting my arm with tweezers. they're the sharp ones. and yeah, i cut my ankles.
ugh.
i just can't deal with this shit anymore. i don't want to. i hate my life.
i thought about cutting my wrist, right on the vain, and seeing the blood pour out, and never waking again.