I know the second I turn off my laptop I will break. I will take the blades and cut my wrists. Who knows, maybe I'll finally do it. Accidentally cut too deep. But this tiny fraction of me is telling me to stay right here. Just keep pouring my heart out on the internet to people who probably don't give a shit. Every day it gets harder. I'm tired. I need sleep. But if I do I'm never going to wake up. I have to keep staring at this screen even though it hurts my eyes or I will do it. I swear.