[text] I wish I could just be like everybody else.
[text] Then, maybe I wouldn’t feel so lonely.
[draft] Do you think I could find somebody to hurt me online for tonight? I want to suffer. To be cut with a hot blade, to be thrown into a wall and choked and reminded about how little I matter. It keeps the thoughts away.
A slip of a finger. He meant the backspace.
[pending] Do you think I could find…
[text] Do you think I could find somebody…