I think… is this gonna be the end of my story ?
So many people, but there is nobody to help anymore. I think ….
I dont know what to think anymore. Drink a lot of neozep each day, I am still awake, which I am thankful and also hate it.
So ashame, yes.
I really ruin my life and I dont know anymore how to fix every inch of it. I hate myself, I scream for help but there is none. I am mess up, and I dont know what to do anymore.
Its easter day coming soon.
What happen next ? I dont know.
I tried to asking a lot of people, but there is just none.
Nothing at all, and its so so sick.
What story that I am gonna write ?
A person who murder, a person who be save by miracle, or there is no story at all ?
Which one it is gonna be, because I dont know what is gonna happen anymore. I am just sick, and hate myself more and more each day.
