Last night was fun- I mean I don't get me wrong.
But at the same time I feel so alone- and not like the i don't have a significant other- but  as like the I don't have anyone. And this morning- waking up and not wanting to go anywhere or see anyone. While this feeling inside me is telling me that I should just start cutting.
And in my dream last night- my scars were so bad- and they just couldn't stop throwing up- and he killed himself. I'm broken. I can't do this anymore.