Thursday, July 7, 2011

i

i wan't something bad to happen to me.

i want to be run over, to be hurt by somebody, to have to go to a hospital, i want to do drugs and smoke, i want to take pills and pass out, i want to bash my heard into a mirror and cut my arms up. 

because i hate myself, and i want somebody to realize that.

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