I'm sick...
Very,
Very,
Sick.

I've lost my former best friend...
*I've lost the guy I've fallen completely head over heels in love with thanks to her...*
I've lost my sanity...
I've lost my control...
I've lost my ability to breath in this insane world...

I'm sick...
Of anyone and anything...
Of everyone and everything...
"Come on Kathleen! Life is worth living!"
"No. It's really not. Sorry. Bye."
I walked away from someone who cared...
I drove them away...
Just when I needed them the most...

So...
I'm sorry Taylor and Ben...
(If you still care...)
For leaving...
But I must...
I simply can't do this anymore...
I can't take this...
No...
I don't like it...
Not one bit...

Tonight is the night
That I finally slit my wrists and throat deep enough,
And down the remainder of the pills I've been stashing...
Just like you all did to me...

I'm carving "LIVE. LOVE. DIE." into my leg
And
"IM FINE" into my arm
As I write this.

If I make it through tonight's bloodshed,
I will be going to the hospital...
Again.
So,
Good riddens to all who give a danm.
Bye.


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"I don't want you to ever leave my side."
Then, came the part where he dumped me.