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a story, a secret, a confession, a fear, a love, anything.
Make sure you post anonymously.
Post as many and as much as you want, but remember, it has to be anonymous :P
I can't explain that really happy feeling that I had earlier, other than being manic, if's that's so i'm cycling very rapidly because I now feel like some one stole my baby . Are the meds making me worse? why are they not working? Why doesn't anyone want to be around me? am I poison? Why can't I get it together Just for one second? Am I doomed to live like this the rest of my life? I'm wondering if I should just end it tonight, and get it over with, at least I would have died 23, and not 24, without career, and without anything accomplishments. its just to much for me. I really feel that i'm going to be one that commits suicide. I just can't be happy, i've tried. Simply put. I loathe myself, I hate my guts, and always have. Maybe cutting up my face up a little will make me feel better, it does, it really does. Sick, I know, but hey, a girls gotta eat. I just really hate that I used to have this beautiful voice, and now it's gone, where the fuck did it go? I just hate that all of the razors are gone :( I just keep imagining me cutting the hell out of my face, and wrists and trying to drive by myself to save me and crashing in a ditch some where on an abandoned country road....
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