[Rough_Diamond]

I'm having a bad time.
I'm tired of being ill (week 9 now). Doctors still don't have a clue.
mentally, I have had enough.
I don't want to try anymore.
Don't want to see anyone, don't want to go to uni or do the work. Don't want to eat or sleep. just want to lie in my bed and smoke.
nobody understands.
too tired of going about like its ok.
They stole my insides again, and I am empty, and I am in the wrong body.
So I hurt myself to see if I could feel it, and I couldn't.
So guess I was right.
I'm not pretty and they are all saying I am.
No wonder he's staying with his ex.
Too young to be this broken.