that boy with the broken smile.

If I walk with my head held high, act as if no one can pull me down, act as if I’m
not struggling with school and everything around it, act as if nothing could go wrong, the maybe no one would notice that all I want to do is sleep or die, I honestly give up on life.

fuck this.

crying and shaking, I want this to stop I want it all to end, I don’t know what is happening to me anymore.

relapsed.

It’s been so long since I have done this to myself, tomorrow the change starts. I don’t know who I am anymore.

…

seccond time tonight; I don’t even know why I feel like this, I can’t stop crying and want nothing more than to destroy my legs.