At a low point in my life. I’m only 14 1/2 years old. I’m depressed and I’m just sick of life. Words hurt me so much more than physical pain, and I feel like no one but myself understands me, and I know no-one that I can share how I feel with, except for when I’m alone and I close my eyes and imagine that someone is there for me. I feel like I need some…pain in my life. I just do. But I don’t…want any marks or scars.
I’m not suicidal, I just…need this.