I don't even know
Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve to let my feelings out. I mean, people have it worse than me. All I really write about is how I feel. I don't deserve to complain or have someone to talk to. I don't wanna talk to people about my feeling either. They're probably going through something too or even think that my problems are small and inconvenient. They won't see the toll my problems take on me. It's funny how people only seem to care when you harm yourself or die. "I didn't know you felt this way" is what they'll say when they find out about me. Gosh I'm so selfish, so many people suffer everyday and here I'm just talking about how sad I am. I'm so pathetic. I make myself angry, like right now. In a bad mood. Sometimes I wish I could just be alone. No people, no disturbances, just me, my music, some books, and food. I haven't cut myself in like, 2 days. I'm thinking about doing it with a razor, but I'm just too scared. Life is honestly a great gift. It's beautiful until the negative starts coming in. It's not your fault, it's the world's.