I was raped. I was bullied on. I was being let down. I was betrayed. Believe me, I've been down here before. Lost myself. But I found my way out again. And now I don't even know where that is. I wanna do drugs. I wanna drink. But I don't, cuz I want to hurt myself as much as I can. I feel like a wreck. I don't know who I am, I have two other personalities. I have these flashes when the older one takes control. Flashes of me buying a dagger of a knife. Me walking into the class. Not answering the question what I'm doing. Stabbing me in my belly. Falling down in front of a screaming classroom, with a smile on my face. God I want to. I want to so badly. WHY FUCKING CAN'T I???