Update..
(Written: June 14th, 2018)
I just don't know anymore..
I can't wait to die..
I found a box cutter in a storage room that was left open
Finally something that's sharp..
Gonna cut later tonight..
I was moved into Aris' room because his old roommate got released awhile ago.
My old room is getting some shit done to it so I'm only with Aris temporarily..
Not sure how I feel about it..
Ya I've grown close to him since he's been admitted but I don't want to get too close
Because people that end up doing that, I always hurt them or they always leave me in the end..
Someone distract me.. Ask me questions I don't care..
My schizophrenia is fucking torturing me..
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