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by HH May 27, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Now that I cut myself What am I going to do I lay here every day Thinking about you I used to this before I never thought I'd do it again I can't do anything about it Oh Do I hate men Every cut is excruciating but it takes the pain away I don't think I can stop At least not today I don't know if I want to die That's probably the only way out I think I can do it I will without a doubt So I guess I'll go away from everyone right now Tell everyone I said goodbye Tell them i died but don't tell them how