Well... They finally let me out.
What do you want to do then hu ? Spend your whole life thinking and blaming yourself for everything that happened to you ? Do you really want to give up on living because of your disorder ? Because life can get better for you. But if you lock yourself and don’t work with me you’ll be in here forever and lonely. It’s up to you
I’m putting so much effort in you and all you can say is that I’m wrong ? I don’t give up that easily I want you to fight because that’s what we all need in life. To fight for something ! But you can’t just give up ?
I don't know what I want to do! I have no fucking clue! I'm like a human traffic accident over here... I'm a mess and everybody's slowing down to look at it. I don't want to give up living, but it's pretty damn hard to live in here! Especially since I can't go anywhere without being watched......... I can't even go in the art room without a nurse because I'm still on suicide watch from something I can't remember doing!
It's really hard to fight dammit! I've got nothing to fight for. Everyone I care about is dead. Except my dad and he's on another fucking continent probably living his life like a normal person!
