alone here in the world, nothing to do, nobody to come to when i am down.i push myself to the point is where i wanna die every moment becuz i think it would be better if i died and i would be happy. i can't controls these thought taht come in my head, it hurts me the most and and effects the people around me that wanna make me safe but i just continuosly slit gash's in my skin with razor blades spelling words. i'm drowning myself by being alive here! d@mer