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1 year ago · · Emotional Pain, · Explicit
I can’t wait till my parents see that my “teen tantrums” were a cry for help and that all the times they laughed and yelled at my tears, I’ve went into my room hitting, cutting, scratching myself because I’m such a stupid piece of shit to think they genuinely care. I can’t wait till I’m gone, I doubt I’ll ever see the day I turn 21. I’m past the whole “I’m running away” thing. For comfort, I tell myself that I’ll be gone, no one will find me, and then I won’t matter. But I hate that it’s selfish of me to die. I’m on the path of completely giving up on life and myself, and then I’ll reach my end goal.