Her blood trickles down in liquid harmony
Lost in all the agony,
With a broken heart, she could never be happy
But she knew it was her fate
A lonely road to her escape

The bright new silver shined in the moon's light
She learned to try, to try to live
But she didn't stand a chance
As for her love, he'd have to forgive

She took one last breath, and gasped at her final release
As her pain bled out, her inner wounds...

Thinking back on some things, I've realized that I'm pretty stupid. But not in a mean way, more in a "that-was-really-dumb!" way.

Like, I've once thought that Elton John and John Lennon were the same person.

I've also thought that Oli from Bring Me The Horizon was Andy Sixx from Black Veil Bride were the same person.

When on the train from Ottawa to Toronto I thought Lake Ontario was the ocean.

I once questioned why flies die...

I guess you could say I'm one of "them," the "popular girls"...

Everyone says that being popular is the best thing ever, but it isn't. Here's some examples:

1.) If I was to wear a cute v-neck shirt from Victoria's Secret, I'm suddenly a slut.

2.) My best friend and me get in a fight, I'm suddenly a bitch.

3.) Someone won't leave me alone and I tell them to, I'm suddenly a jerk.

People say that if you're popular,...

It's cold. So cold. Apparently 13 degrees outside, but feels colder - like about 6 or 7.

I can feel my mind letting go. I don't have to live for gym any more; I don't have to live for my cat anymore.

Everything stops when I stop, you see. Once I'm dead, the reality is, all consciousness will cease, and so will all knowledge of the living world. There is no afterlife, from dust we came, to dust we shall return.

Tonight is the night.

I'm...

I'm tired of people judging me for things that don't apply to me. Especially my age. It's frustrating to have to be held back because of my fucking age. - It's true, I've only been on this planet for about 14 freaking years, but I am, in many ways, not the same as everyone else my age. Do you want to know what my peers are doing? Acting like what they do today does not affect what they do tomorrow. That's not me, so people shouldn't act like it is!

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Almost did it last night. Then I was like, no, competition today.

Staying alive for one thing, and that one thing isn't even my cat? Pathetic.

I tried pulling a rope around my neck so that it cut off circulation to my head, but not my breathing. Based it on martial arts techniques I read about a while back. Got a mean head rush, but didn't fall unconscious or anything like that. Experimenting with how to organise a hanging that does the same thing. If I can cut off the...

How do I even explain what's racing through my head right now? Never good enough, never deep enough, never thin enough. Cut. Cut. Cut. Slice myself up. Cut deeper than ever before last night. You could see the fat of my thigh in the cut, and yet, it doesn't hurt anymore. It even started healing, and I hate it. I WANT to feel the pain..does that even make sense? Probably not. I doubt anyone will even read this.
I'm sorry, I'm just rambling nonsense. Never lost enough weight, never cut deep...