i should be saving stuff off the computer, but i can't. i can't do anything but stare at the screen while my eyes hurt, and then cry a bit, and then stare some more.

no one is online. no one is home with me. no one is answering their phone. not even my mother is home. this is it. get ready for another lifetime of crying yourself to sleep, lying on the kitchen floor, bleeding all over the place. fuck. JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! i don't know what to do with myself. i'm falling apart at the seams.

i've never felt so lonely in my whole entire life. i wish i was dead.

amy.

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