thursday, hmm, got here on monday, i miss you guys allready, ive changed my mind bout coming to live over here, im so bored, so mother fucking bored, times like theese i get out a sharpener blade and hack my arm to pieces just for the sake of it, i havent had a fag since sunday and im just about ready to slaughter someone i really am, im so mother fucking stupid soooo stupid, ive got myself addicted to the worlds like number one killer, i miss Char, my best friend, and Edd, my boyfriend, and my other best friend eddy, more than anything, my mind is made up, i hate my mum for all the pain she inflicts on me, but that hate isnt strong enough to get me to live without those three people, the three most important people in my life,  my step brother joe lost his girlfriend who he's been going out with for a year and started self harming again, like he used to, i hate seeing him like this, thats what i would be like , probably even worse, without those three people, thats what this diary message is for to tell those three people how much i love them

here's a
poem just for you catherine


all in my own world of misery
all i think of is what my so called friends said
i will stare into space for eternity
as my arms bled

take me for who i am
or dont take me at all
if you look into my eyes
in regret i will fall

swinging on this rope
i allways knew this was my fate
you walked into the room
but in the end it was just too late