I just need to get out of here. Break out of this body, find some other way to exist. Accidentally slept through my psych appt today. She's going to think of it as a cry for help, when really it was a mistake. I needed it. I have no one to talk to right now.

I don't care about anything anymore. But I'm trying to finish what I've set out to do, because I know that eventually I will.

Where has my strength gone? I'm just an empty sack of pathetic nothing. Hurt by everything, always fucking up.

I just want to lay in bed forever with no one to see me disappear.