07 November 2011

ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??!

CANT EVEN F*CKIN HAVE A PROPER MEAL.

F*CK YOU SERIOUSLY.
F*CK YOU MOM.

sorry baby, sorry everyone. i dont know how to put all this to words.. but to simplify everything, i think i got some kinda mental breakdown, some kinda depression. i dont feel as happy anymore(i cant smile), i feel like crying all the time(and i can cry all the time), i dont feel like eating(if it's not for my gastric), i dont feel like going out at all(especially with mom), i dont feel like talking to anyone(seriously), suicidal thoughts are being more frequent. i wanna see a doctor, i dont wanna tell my mom and brother about this at all. i dont wanna stay in this f*ckin house anymore.. i..i...
sorry baby.. it's not that i dont wanna tell you.. is that you cant hear me if i started crying right? dont have to worry.. i wont do anything stupid because it's only 2 more weeks away to see you again.. by then, i'll tell you everything alright?
for the time being, i'll just try to save myself from hell.