im soooo readytonight would freakin perfecccttt feel like chicken knowing im probably gonna it whole bunch doses trazodone itll knock out ill cut deep bleed bathroom pass trazodone make pass first told mom love earlier today coincidence never tell love her girlfriend told comfortable discussing dangerous self harm habits love idea people looking back thought mourning gone soon god wanted one angels back etc etc sappy shit love much want dead long gone im fuckin ready past couple days ive dragging feet nothing dissociating get home self harm therapist told need grow meet halfway therapy otherwise ill never get better jokes though im never ever getting better