My stomach drops and my guts churn...
Life's pretty dreadful really isn't it?
I've been wanting cry most of the time recently. Thought about death most days. Or even every day recently. I just can't really handle my life to be honest. Drinking pretty much constantly.
So so so close to harming myself. Not cutting - don't seem to be able to get blades lately - but maybe burning?
Nobody wants me. It's my own fault: I put out too easily and put men off. Men who seem dead keen and try to get into my knickers and I think "Brilliant! This time it feels right!". Men who are gorgeous and a proper turn on (the man who tugged at my hair while he kissed me hard - my god. But he never called again and he's still on my Facebook, going out and having fun).
I've been binging a hell of a lot recently. Put on a bit of weight and feel a bit hideous.
Why would they want me?
Oh christ. Just want to tear pieces off myself. Got therapy on Tuesday and I don't know what to say. Want to die. And cry. My life is appalling.