Every word has been written, every thought has been expressed.
If you understood me it just might make sense.
Don't try and save me, giving up is so much easier. And if you have tried, thank you for actually noticing the girl dying inside.

Is this worth everything I have to put with? I really doubt it. I hope one day these people know they are the reason I do this to myself and I hope it fucking hurts as bad as it does for me. Fact: Old habits never die. I've never felt more alive.

I am fully aware that what I do is horrible and I am not asking for sympathy but it is the only thing that makes me feel alive.

Promise me you will never let me believe you even if it hurts me.

This is life, hold on tight.