But nobody wants me around, no one can be bothered with me...
I can't be bothered to fight them anymore, I SI'd really badly today... They're not deep but the inside of my forearm is covered with cuts.
It's the only thing left for me.
No one will miss me if I died, no one would be truly devastated, in fact they'd be expecting it because they know what I'm like.
Every day I feel like it could be my last... I feel like I'm going to die, every day, not just because I could kill myself but because I could die through some external force, like getting run over by a car or something...
I'm going to die soon, I know it.
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