I don't think I can live this life anymore. 
I'm sick of it.
I hate the suicidal thoughts everyday.
The slits on my wrist just keep getting worse.
I have no one to talk to about anything.
I need new friends, real friends.
I've never wanted to kill myself more than I do right now.
I was so strong now i'm just breaking.
I can't hold onto this life anymore.
I'm done.