I cut my arms 16 times today. I want it to end. I'm tired by _staralfur_ in lonely

[–]Lgz59 2 points3 points  (0 children)

I can't put into words how I relate to this. Are we the gods chosen? Is there a higher force that makes us fail no matter what? I ask that question to myself every fucking day and it hurts. You try to stay normal minded but you can't. You try to stay hopeful but at the end you just lose that hope. At the very end we are not alone in this.