I don't know what's up with my mind. All these thoughts are just racing inside. I'm feeling so low can't get off the floor. Feeling like I can slit my throat and die. I'm not sure if I'm mentally ok or if I'm actually insane. I feel like I hurt many things and one of those things is me. I can't seem yto see what's in me. Can't truly tell if I'm alive or am I in a dream. My head starts to hurt from the pain. My heart starts to burn in flames. My body wishes it was just gone. My soul is feeling so hurt inside. I thiunk my headis messing with me. I think I should just go to sleep. But in my sleep I shouldn't wake up. I hear the abulance come but I just want to take another drink. I think my insides are messed up from the pain I gave to it. All the drinks and drugs make me feel alive. The cuts slowly start to feel less and less painful. I look up and I laugh. I laugh as I watch blood drip down. Now its time for a couple more drinks...