Just woke up.

Waiting for Daniella's text the entire day. She haven't got home? I hope she's safe.

I think my dad saw my cuts cause he send me a text in the morning telling me he love me & I can tell him anything.

I'm sorry, daddy. I don't know how to tell anyone anything at all. I'm so sorry. I really am....

Why do I exist? I don't understand why.

I hate twitter. As in really.

I think twitter destroys life. I mean, how many quarrels start from twitter? How many cyberbully start from twitter?

For me, many.

I don't know. A lot of my cuts come from twitter. A lot of tears also come from twitter. It's never Facebook or something.

The reason why I stop going to twitter completely is 'cuz people just keep judging & they won't fucking stop. Not even once. I don't know why.

I guess that's life? People judge even before they know you. & those who know you? They leave you like you're nothing at all. They make you feel worthless. I wonder, if they actually benefit from that. I really wonder if people pay 'em money to do so.

People leave me like I'm completely worthless, people treat me like a toy, I get replaced like it's my job.

I honestly don't understand how you can be so close to someone & yet become strangersovernight. It's scary how fast people can leave you & change.

It's really sad they don't care. It's sad to watch 'em walk away. It's sad to see 'em throw away the memories so easily.

So many people left me, I act like I'm perfectly fine. But I'm not. I'm constantly struggling with the fact they are gone. I'm constantly struggling with the tears.

I don't understand why people leave so goddamn easily. How many people left? How many? 8? 9? I finally realise how many friends I actually have. I finally realise how much I mean to people.

All these memories, they actually flood my mind most of the time. It scares me. I'm afraid other people would leave me so easily.

Say it, say you hate me, say I'm worthless, say I'm fucked up, say I'm completely nothing.