loathe loathe loathe me
There are so many things that I wish I could say right now, but it isn't going to help even if I did talk about what is going on inside my head. My hand hurts from taking notes so fast yesterday. So typing even hurts me. Everything hurts me in this world, even myself. I just want to live under my covers and not go to school, not participate in the world, just live there where I am safe....but even then I am not safe from myself...which is obvious.