Thursday, 8 November 2012


I really want to stop living. I actually do. My life is pathetic.

I had to sleep in my mum's room last night because of my night terrors, that's after crying like a retard for like an hour before trying to go to sleep, punching myself in the face and scratching myself till I bled, then desperately searching ebay for razor blades cheap enough to spend the rest of my money on.

I've just got up and now I'm crying and binging, I'll probably take more laxatives after I've purged.

I'm so unhappy. I want to die.

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