Something has changed in you. Towards me. You’re distant, cold. I don’t know what I’ve done, but I’ll leave you alone from now on if that’s what you want. Is that what you want? You know why I’d leave you alone? Because I care about your feelings more than mine. I love you. There I said it, not just on some chalkboard. I would never let anybody or anything hurt you. I’ve never felt that way about anyone.
I don’t know anymore. I don’t want feelings. I hate them. I hope I fucking die this fucking world is fucking eating me alive. I hope my eating disorder kills me. I hope I die in my sleep. I hope I fucking die and no one comes to my funeral. I want to die already.. I’m done. If it won’t happen naturally then I’ll do it myself..