I took a bunch of sleepping pills a few nights ago hoping that it would kill me
obviously it didnt
I just lied on my bed and twitched violently and I don’t really remember the rest
I remember an other time I stole some of my moms Vicodin and put the pills in my pocket and went to school and…
Whenever i feel like doing myself in, which I’m sad to say is quite often…i think about the people I’d be leaving behind and the dog that i rescued. That little guy has a good life because i took him in. Hang in there.