Dear Diary,
I'm coming back.
I cut for the first time in almost a year.
Why did I do that?
Because my life is beginning to fall apart right in front of my eyes again.
Dear Diary,
I'm back! I've began to lose control of myself.
I'm losing control of my feelings.
It's going back to the girl I once was.
I've cut more times than I can count.
Dear Diary,
I think this is the end.
I've lost myself completely.
I can't be happy anymore.
Depression has offcially taken over me.
Everyone has their downfall.
Mine just happens to be permanent.
Dear Diary,
Tonight is my last night.
I have written my note and I'm waiting until the clock strikes 11:00.
Nothing can change my mind now.
It's 10:59.
I have a minute of my life left.
Dear Diary,
It's 11:01.
I'm gone.
I just wanted to say, thanks for listening to me when no one else was around.
Thanks for making my life....just that much better.
