I looked at an old picture of us countless times today and when I thought I started my period I almost cried from relief. It was a false alarm. I thought that maybe I was falling for this other guy but I'm just me and so he's not interested. I'm sitting at the park right now. Its chilly and I want to go back to the house but I know I'll start cutting. Oh yeah. I'm doing that again. Right underneath my *******. Hidden so well. I want to talk to someone or cuddle or just ha e somebody want me. Why doesn't anybody want me. I shouldn't be thinking about you still. Its been over a month since we first stared replaying our game. I read the most beautiful poem today. I'm going to go back to the house I'm staying at and take a shower and bleed out my heart. I have been crying nonstop for days now and I hate everything.