I still think about the dream i had... I had given up completely and took a knife and cut my stomach open hoping to bleed out but i passed out and woke up in a hospital bed with a bandage around my stomach area.. Nobody but people I wrote on a list were allowed to come and see me... (Other stuff happened but whatever)
But I wonder who would ACTUALLY come see me if i did that to myself in real life... Nobody..... Thats who
Drip drip drip.... Blood falling onto the bathroom floor at 2am seem to be a "normal" thing...... All i see are scars and fresh marks and blood.. Lots and lots of blood... It hurts to walk now.. I wonder why... My arms hurt too.... Dreams don't last.... Fantasies fade and Memories do too, when the darkness takes over theres no turning back....
Sooo... I might be going to Colorado this summer...Yeah....563 miles away compared to about 1,269 Miles.... At Least i get family time if i do end up going... Thats good? Right? *Sigh*