OMG, Emma... please... oh, babe, please don't hurt yourself. You have too many people that love you to hurt yourself... you are much too beautiful. Keep your head up, hon, and if you EVER need me, email me... I'm here for you. Great poem..
car

i know i shouldn't hurt myself. that was why near the end of the poem i'm saying that i need to give it up. it's not just that i should anymore. now it's that i need too cuz things are getting bad now. well, they were always bad. they're getting worse now. the title, "my last," means that it was my last cut. or so i hope.

Well, hon, I hope so too. I really feel for you... I'm glad you've decided it isn't worth it. Really glad... Lov ya
Car