~October 15, 2009~

~depressed~
i wonder why is it that every time my mother and sister leave for a few hours i always think of how easy it would be to slit my wrists, they wouldn't find me until they got back and by then it would be to late. i actually stood there once holding the knife ready to do so.... *sighs* i guess this is why people think i need therapy...

~depressed~
i wonder why is it that every time my mother and sister leave for a few hours i always think of how easy it would be to slit my wrists, they wouldn't find me until they got back and by then it would be to late. i actually stood there once holding the knife ready to do so.... *sighs* i guess this is why people think i need therapy...