You know I feel a bit lost right now. I don't know why, I just do. I've actually been feeling it for a few days, but it just hit me hard tonight. Right now.
I want to cry. I want to hold someone and cry so damn hard. I just can't do it. I try, but I can't.
Now, I want to cry alone. I still can't. When has crying been SO hard for me?
Something is tightening at my chest. I can feel it. My chest is burning.
I know a lot of you are going to hate me. A lot of you are going to talk to me on MSN and tell me that I'm stupid. I know it because it happens so many times. Some of you will give up and will go "the hell with it. I've been trying for ages and nothing's working."
yeah...
The hell with me.
I should be in hell.
I've relapsed. And I deserve going to hell for that.
I knew I would relapse. I knew it. I should have stopped myself, but I can't. The presence... a part of me misses her. She was the closest thing I had back then. She went away for a while and now she's back. Maybe for a few weeks or days.
I'm burning up.
I can't sleep so well. And if I do sleep, it's not comfortable.
*sigh*
I, Jeez. I have this urge to just... ugh. I don't even know why I'm the fuck down. I just want to scratch myself, eat some pills, drown whatever is appearing. I want to be numb again. To not feel anything.
But, I don't want to do it. A part of me is urging me to. To throw up, to hurt myself and eat pills.
I must sound so fucking mad. I am mad. Mad as hell.
Insomnia, I realized, shall be my new best friend this coming weeks. Mia would be delighted. Maybe Ana would love a visit, too.
*blabbers*