So it's me. The little 15 turned 21 year old. A lot of shit has happened since I last made an entry...it's only been like 2 months, but still...stuff has happened. Sometimes I'm scared that I'm gonna revert back to that "dead person living inside a live person's body" state, but for the most part, I'm okay. I am depressed, though...I can't deny that. I have thought about self harm. I have thought about suicide. I've almost acted on the self harm, but I'm more afraid of the scars than I am of the actual blade. I don't think I'm serious about either of them, so there's no need to worry. I don't know. Sometimes I want to become a regular writer...whether it's for poetry, fiction, or whatever else. However I don't have the motivation to do any of that...most days I can't even get out of bed. I sleep all day. I eat? Well sometimes...I just wish I could be as lively as my words, y'know?
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