I'm getting scars and bruises on my body, I'm day drinking. I don't want to be around for much longer, I think I want to go out and just kill myself already. In the most gentle place, the most tender of circumstance, I hit myself and repulse anyone that'll love me, I make a maze of scars on my chest to make myself ugly, so they won't put their hands there. And alcohol, I can't ever sleep, not even drinking will make me fall asleep. I can't think, there's no rest for my soul. I think I've done everything wrong, every wish is now dead. Why am I only getting worse? Because I act worse, I'm an addict. Addicted to sex, to pornography, to alcohol, and to self-abuse. I thought I was going to stay as pure as possible, but now I'll take the way out. No one can help me, I just want to lie on someone's lap and have them comfort me, but they all want something else. Men and women just want my body and I'm abused for it. Of all things, I get bruises from that. It's like I've been dragged to hell, I'm sorry I go on. I want to end it either get the highest and fundemental hope I have another chance or die in my sin. I cannot see a future with me in it. Please just kill me. I can't say I love anyone anoymore. Please, I've lost belief in so much, I don't know what to think.