slit my wrist, let the blood run.

i hate this life.

i hate no matter where i go, i am still haunted by who i am, i cannot change from this..

i hate myself.

i want to die.

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[Maddy Willow]

I discovered your blog when I googled 'to smile unhappily.' I'm curious, do you have nothing to live for? And if you didn't--have anything--then what's stopping you? There must be something... I wish I could share my love for writing with you somehow. That's what keeps me alive. That's how I can get up every morning and face the world. Find something to live for. Find something that makes everything right when nothing is. Discover something that you can be proud of.