Tonight I’m just numb. I keep crying then get more numb. I miss the way things used to be and the reality is it’s never gonna be that way again. I think I might be building up the courage to finally fucking die. I keep thinking of just slitting my wrists or hanging myself more and more as each day passes. I give up. No one will help me if I reach out so what the fucks the point. Maybe I’ll just do it tonight and get it over with.