Self Harm

 

I texted my ex at midnight again. She didn't reply again. But that's fine I'll wait a few weeks and try again.

I just binged Bojack Horseman. I put the "That's Too Much, Man!" episode on loop. The sinking gut feeling I get from it leaves a sweet and sour taste in my mouth.

I just prayed for my sick brother. He doesn't answer and my brother doesn't any feel better. But that's okay I like the anxiety that comes with hope.

I don't cut my wrists. I don't like drama. I just constantly stare seductively at the packs of Procold in my bag.

If I'm gonna go, I want to go during my favourite pastime - sleeping.