I’m holding myself and holding my pain to do not cut my arms. This pain inside me is so strong that I feel like I can’t fight anymore.
I’m holding myself and holding my pain to do not cut my arms. This pain inside me is so strong that I feel like I can’t fight anymore.
That’s exactly how I feel.
I know how you feel, I feel guilty all the time and then I cut myself to feel better. Sometimes, I can’t sleep without pills. People judge me alot, but I can’t say anything, I am a depressed person.
Of course, I want some help and help someone that feels the same. We need more hope, but it’s really hard.
I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE! PLEASE HELP ME!
I wanna stop, but I can’t stop. I can’t be clean. Every FUCKIN day, my arms can’t take it anymore. Help me.
Since I was born, I was screaming for help. I have no idea why I’m here, I’m not ready for it. I shouldn’t make the few people that really cares about me sad. I prefer die than make my mom cry again, no one deserves it. The fact is, no one can help me because I can’t be helped. That’s what I am and i just accepted it.
Billie Joe, you are my fucking hero.
I just gave up and accepted, I’ll never be happy. I lost all my hopes and I can’t fight anymore.
Make up hide cuts, tired eyes, tears and sadness. With a fake smile, you will believe that I’m okay. But I’m not.