Where I Fall

I don't want to write much.

Yesterday. 6pm. Cut. Bled. 9pm. Still bleeding. Bandaged. 1am. Bed. Morning. Blood on bed. Bleeding all night.

Ken. Talked. Almost cryed. Felt awful coming out. Feel awful now.

Relieved as well.

I want someone to love. To care for.

Feel bad now.

9:44pm