I'm not in a good place right now... A couple of nights ago I was going to slit my wrists with a blade I found in my step-dads drawer...but when it came to it, it was to blunt to do anything. I tried so hard. I've had enough of all this. I would try to kill myself much more often, but I don't want to fail again. More importantly I can't get caught failing. I just know that as soon as I am free and at uni. As soon as I get the chance...I will hang myself. I have no hope left.