Last night was brutal. I laid in bed for what seemed like an eternity, my mind unyielding and refusing to grant me even a moment of solace. I finished reading Turn Coat and while I cede the book was superb I have this terrible feeling of despondence ( Read more... )

When I was younger I used to think of suicide as a couple of things. I thought it was a way out. I also thought it was a way to transform mental and emotional pain into physical pain; something I could manage ( Read more... )

I can't believe this account is still here. After combing through my profile and seeing that all of my friends no longer post to this site, it begs the question why I'm making this entry. It's very likely that no one will read it after all, and isn't the point for someone to read it ( Read more... )