A night like this is begging to pull me apart.
Well i dont have any friends. erica hates me and if she can get mike to be on her side. she can do anything. im so f-ing pissed. like 2 days before i was going to break up with dan a wicked long time ago i cut myself cause there was a lot of shit going on at my house and erica was mad at me. so i went to mikes house and we got wicked drunk and he saw my wrist. he was the first person i ever told. we talked about if for like an hour i was just sitting on his couch crying. i told him everything. i dont know why i did, but i did. and his exact words were "fuck erica shes a horrible friend" and now as dan put it "hes sucking her dick" im just really mad that hes not here for me. hes like my best man friend besides dan. im not saying he should be on my side. but he should at least be like "hey how are you doing?" and if he told erica about my wrists i swear on the holy jesus im going to cut his penis off. im just so happy that dan is here for me. i love him so much and i dont know what i would do without him.
So after i got off the phone with dan at like 11:30 i sat in my bed for about 4 hours crying. and all the pictures of her in my room dont help. everytime i think about her and how i fucked up i always go back to that night at mikes house when i was really drunk and told her how much i hated myself. we sat in his bathroom crying for like 10 minutes and she told me how much she loved me and how i was the only girl she actually likes. i think i was the happiest i could have ever been that moment. and every time i think about that night i start balling. i got like 2 hours of sleep last night so i just didnt go to school. i keep making it worse, i dont know what to do anymore.
*I'm better by myself at home
Past the point of trying and I'm dying here
Secondary laughs at every word
I know came out completely wrong.
So after i got off the phone with dan at like 11:30 i sat in my bed for about 4 hours crying. and all the pictures of her in my room dont help. everytime i think about her and how i fucked up i always go back to that night at mikes house when i was really drunk and told her how much i hated myself. we sat in his bathroom crying for like 10 minutes and she told me how much she loved me and how i was the only girl she actually likes. i think i was the happiest i could have ever been that moment. and every time i think about that night i start balling. i got like 2 hours of sleep last night so i just didnt go to school. i keep making it worse, i dont know what to do anymore.
*I'm better by myself at home
Past the point of trying and I'm dying here
Secondary laughs at every word
I know came out completely wrong.