Im shivering and shaking. I can't do this I can't I can't anymore.... There is no way I can handle the pain. I know where they put the blades.... Oh beautiful fresh new blades. Thank god for their stupidity because even though they mean to hurt me they try to keep me from getting my turn. My turn now, I need this. It's been three fucking long months but I give up. I can't do this anymore.... No more... My turn to hurt me. You all have don't it plenty.... My turn. If you get to so do I.my turn to let the blood flow not from my heart but my arms and legs. It's my turn. To still the shaking. And it's my turn to finally decide if I live or I die.