Quote: I have the temptations everyday to try to chop off the finger, to slit the throat or to stab the knife through my chest which pounds with a racing heart... In September (2005) I brang a knife to my chest, couldn't do... I thought about who made me feel this bad. I brang a pocket knife to school, hid it in my front pocket, went up to the girl, and then all of a sudden so many thoughts went through my head, How will I live with myself if I do this? {I kept on asking myself} I looked up at the girl and just said hi, I walked pass her she turned around and called me a "f*cking B*tch." I went to my locker and found death notes in my locker which she and friends {who critisize me}stuffed in, that said what I was, what my future was, and when it was going to end, I shut my locker and looked to my left, the girl was standing there. I went home after that, I didn't say anything. My friends phoned me that night, just before I hung myself, that next Saturday I went to my friends house we talked about al my attemps, they had given me the courage to change, but today even I still think................... Friends help you hold on
Wow, this seems like just yesterday, I mean it's hard to forget times of misery... I think this past year with my friends has been so strong, what a bond we have, it's like we are one... Well since then I think I have gone 'BI' redface
[Kayotic Kiss] · Sat Jun 24, 2006 @ 01:24am · 0 Comments |