A Life in Several Acts

Its going to be a long night with me and this razor.

My last few days here have arrived. Will you miss me when im gone?

Today, my father disowned me, my ex disowned me, my mother disowned me, and now ive officially run out of people who give a shit if i live or die. So ill enjoy what short time i have left till the gun goes.off or the pill bottles are empty or the rope lets me fly.

You know what, fuck this. I have a date with whatever meds i have and well see how long i last

• Relapse has never been so close
• I think my time here is done
• Will you miss me?

“I hate you” ” i miss you” “i was lying when i said i missed you ” “youre so fucked up”

Cut my life into pieces, this us my last resort.

“Youre always preaching not to be numb, when thats how you thrive. You pretend to create and observe when really you detach from feeling alive” “Perhaps its because Im the one of us too survive” That scene makes me sick how much it relates to me.

“Hey! For somebody who’s always been let down, who’s running out of town!” And how much that line relates to you.

To see if I still feel.

Somebody that I used to know - Gotye

• I used to have a heroin addiction. Freshman and sophmore year. Its been my biggest struggle to stay clean.

• Im bisexual and have had relationships with guys in the past.

• I was put on anti depressants and anti anxiety last week.

• Ill always love you, some part of me, but youve destroyed all the other parts