dying
july 1, 3pm

i want to die.

i hurt so much.

i want to slit my wrists.

i don't know where you are.

if you're ok.

i miss you.

i love you.

i ache for you.

i'd been looking forward to spending this day with you for monthes.

you took it off to spend it with me, and i don't know where you are.

do you not really want to make it work?

i would die for you.

i'm not going to be a bitch anymore.

please. come to me.

call me.

anything.

let me know what you're alive.

i worry about death and car accidents when i don't hear from you.

please....

life - death