I'll pass out. when i hear what you have to say at the ending i don't ever feel okay it's better than suicide more over cut with precision, did i say that right? like an exacto knife and i manipulate my pain and it never suits me i'm lost losing everything and the more i try i get less and less everyone has someone but me and i'm losing my mind fast it's slipping but oh god i'm so sane and responsible and the pressure is cutting my wrists like a release and true bliss to feel raw, i just wanted to see what was inside that's the only reason i tried and you've done your studies but you don't understand you haven't done it yourself haven't done anything and you anylize the things that make us happy what is it to you? but i wouldn't know i don't know so let it slide until it broke feel bad cuz it broke but innocence always leaves you.