I just want to be done already.
You don’t understand what it’s like…what its like to wake up from nightmares just to continue living them while you’re awake. You don’t understand the endless conversations I have with myself, making it unbearable to sustain myself. You don’t understand…how many times I think about killing myself each day. I wish you could understand how hot my tears are when they roll down my cheeks and how much it stings. Please understand that I’m hurting and I just need you more then ever