I got my date set next Sunday we will see what comes out of it. I would do it tomorrow but I live with my parents so I have to time it well. I will either die or might get help if I wake up in hospital, win/win in my book.

It is kinda depressing that I won't know what love is (Not that me living would change that, just in general). Well I soon won't care anyway. Just gotta get through last week of hell somehow. 

Don't comment, don't send me messages. It's a throw away account anyway. Idk really why I wrote this, probably cause I don't have friend to trust them with my problems and here I can just be anonymous.