GeorgiaBellex

You sit there in your loneliness thinking of a painless way out, The easy escape, to escape this vile world you're stuck in. All day every day your suicidal thoughts haunt you. You wonder if the pain you feel is real.. Of course it is, you're not worthy of this life. It is far too complicated and messed up for your liking. You pinch your skin while finding something sharp. Oh a razor, you hold out you wrist, and slide it across fearlessly. The blood escaping your wrist, the pain you feel is draining out of you. You're pain free, but only for 2 minutes, you're addicted to cutting. You slide it across again, and again, and again. Is

My names Georgia-Belle. I am actually very depressed, but it's fine. I'd rather me feel this way than see any of my friends/family suffer from depression. I can deal with this.. At least for a while. I have a paranoia that everybody secretly hates me. I have nothing. No one. I am so broken, and nobody gives a shit or even notices. I try so hard to be strong for other people. But I just don't care anymore. I don't care. I'm so sick of everything. So sick of breathing. Of eating. Of thinking. Of trying. I just want it to be done. I don't want to feel this ripping pain in my heart. I don't want to think about anything. I want it to just be blac