when it hurts
It hurts.
I just wish I know how.
It’s like suddenly I’m just crying and rocking back and forth and hating myself and feeling guilty for ever making anyone worry about me.
And I’m terrified to let anyone find out.
But I’m so scared that if no one does it’ll be too late.
I’m snorting pills and hurting myself again.
I hate myself for it, but I can’t stop.
And now I’m here.
Typing words that don’t mean shit.
Posted by
at
21:37:25
Honey, please don’t hurt yourself.
Don’t feel guilty for making people worry.
They worry because they care.
Because they love you.
I love you, and I don’t want you to hurt this much…
Let me help you in any way I can, okay?
I love you! <3333333333
This shows how much I check this fucker.
-hugs her Andie May-