I contemplated suicide once. I even started writing a note. I couldn't think of anything to say. But I couldn't leave without saying anything so I stayed.
Ive never written. I doubt anyone will read it so Im not. I love How your still alive. Youre going to get through this. Ill stay alive with you. If you promise to always post a blog. Good or bad I promise to do the same. Ill always be reading Love Kayla-Ann
the first blog I posted is the same as the first page in my journal. I started the journal that night. I've never written one before but one day when I'm and old crazy lady I'll find it and think about how fucked up I was and laugh.
omg I wrote a long comment on this.. Then I forgot about the word thingy.. So like here it is again.. I cant Keep a journal. It feels weird for me to talk to a book. I read your whole blog. I almost cried. Your not as fucked up as you think you are. Trust me. Ive seen worst. Im fascinated with crime. Theyres a lot more fucked up people in that.
I know there are but it's so strange for me to think, last year I was actually happy, it wasn't fake. This year I pretend so much to be happy it's exhausting.
Im 14 I dont remember ever being happy. I know what its like to act happy. Its hard and exhausting. I know But youve made it far. You can make it farther. I know you can. Ill read Everyday and Ill watch over you if I die. Love Kayla-Ann
Ive never written. I doubt anyone will read it so Im not.
ReplyDeleteI love How your still alive.
Youre going to get through this.
Ill stay alive with you.
If you promise to always post a blog. Good or bad
I promise to do the same.
Ill always be reading
Love Kayla-Ann
I'll post.
ReplyDeletethe first blog I posted is the same as the first page in my journal. I started the journal that night. I've never written one before but one day when I'm and old crazy lady I'll find it and think about how fucked up I was and laugh.
omg I wrote a long comment on this..
ReplyDeleteThen I forgot about the word thingy..
So like here it is again..
I cant Keep a journal. It feels weird for me to talk to a book. I read your whole blog. I almost cried.
Your not as fucked up as you think you are. Trust me. Ive seen worst. Im fascinated with crime. Theyres a lot more fucked up people in that.
I know there are but it's so strange for me to think, last year I was actually happy, it wasn't fake. This year I pretend so much to be happy it's exhausting.
ReplyDeleteDo you have msn? If you do ill post my msn email on my blog. Id like to talk to you there instead of on a blog.
ReplyDeleteIm 14 I dont remember ever being happy.
ReplyDeleteI know what its like to act happy. Its hard and exhausting. I know
But youve made it far. You can make it farther. I know you can. Ill read Everyday and Ill watch over you if I die.
Love Kayla-Ann
yeah I have msn.
ReplyDelete