Lovely shit.

I know a lot of you don’t care about my day to day life, but anyways, here.

I’m sick and tired of life.

I’ve lost motivation to continue.

I can’t eat.

I can’t hold my food down if I try.

I just throw up and climb into bed.

I’m depressed, anxious, paranoid, scared, nervous, angry, etc.

All I want is friends.

All I want is to escape reality.

I want to stop punching my walls til my knuckles bleed.

I want to stop ramming my head into the wall til my head hurts.

I want to stop pulling the skin off my fingers.

I want to stop remembering my past.

I want everything to stop.

I want a better life.

I want to not wish my death.

I just want to be happy.

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