Fuck
So yeah over all this weekend sucked. I havent been sleeping, and when I do it's light and interrupted. People always get the wrong idea, and I suppose it is my fault, but why dont I stop it? My heart hurts, and I dont just mean that in am emo way, it literally does. It's not going away, it just gets worse. Why do I do these things. I say stay safe, but cant seem to manage that for myself. I just hate how things are, I mainly just hate myself. Drew peirced my ears again in an attempt to cheer my up, and it kinda worked. And at the moment I'm in the process of dying my hair again. Look if you read this, call me please, I havent been able to get a hold of you all weekend. I suppose thats a good thing for you, but I cant sleep at night without hearing your voice and making sure you know that I love you. So here it is, my desperate attempt to talk to you. I hope you are staying safe. I hate myself for hurting you more than anything. You know who you are. Sorry to everyone else I might have confused.
~Cass
~Cass