i had to. but i shouldnt have. i'd gone for a few months now i mess it all up again,

i couldnt stop myself. it wasnt me. well it was but it didnt feel like it. it never does. its like im watching someone else so it. its like its not blood. just red lines. sorry.
i know i've messed up. i dont know what to do. its like in 10 years i havent changed. i'm still that scared child. stil the outcast. still blaming myself still hating myself. this is my fault,
im sorry this makes no sense
