The amount I overdose is unreal, and I still won’t fucking die.
Last time was before school on Friday, I collapsed in class. They never did anything because it’s happened so much and I tell them I fell or was tired. They really don’t care.
The cuts in my wrist are at least 5 times the depth they usually are, and in a sick way that makes me happier. The only downfall is that it won’t close over, so it’s just a big hole in my arm.
ha