You say you want respect, well then you better get some for yourself.
Change today. Yes, I will. I'm done. With all of it, all of you. Change on the outside you may notice, but the inside could remain a secret to you forever. I need drugs. But no. I am not that pathetic. We may be finding some way to move away from here, or just me. I will leave. Somehow. Done and gone. Self-mutilation has returned. Pain is good. So is solitude. Staying home today.....Not seeing anyone? That we will find out. Hair, it has to go. Dye....Yes, dye....Color? What color? Kill them. No, don't. Restrain yourself. Stay here, but leave entirely. No more, no more. Tongue is a bit cut up. As is the rest of the mouth. God damn razor. Stay. Nothing to be done. All gone. Goodbye.