No.
Nope.
Nu-uh.
No.
I refuse.
........
Okay, I give up!
It is takeing too much energy for me to smile.
So, no more fake Hope. I'm just not going to smile or laugh anymore.

Everyone will ask questions. It will be such a burden. But I will ignore their silly questions, and their obstructive thoughts behind my back.

Goodbye, smile.
Don't come back soon.

I miss him.
Still.
After all this time.
After all this pain.
Something is wrong with me.
I'm still cutting.
I'm still throwing up my food.
I have been getting kicked out of house a lot lately, and I don't cre, I actually hope and pray that I freeze to death.
I am such a failure.
I stopped trying.
I gave up.
I couldn't help it...
I was being driven to insantity.
So, here I am.
With scars all over my...