I stabbed myself with a pencil today.
Not deep but.
I called the emergency line from my insurance.
I am spiraling out of control. Doing horrible things.
I only hurt and destroy everyone and everything I come in contact with.
They’re going to call me back with an appointment with someone, some where.
My mom isn’t answering her phone.
I’m in a dangerous place.
Someone posted to Instagram “a woman with a beautiful body is good for a night. A woman with a beautiful mind is good for a lifetime.”
What if you have neither? Not to even get started on my physical flaws, but my mind is rotted and disfigured.
I’m good for nothing.
This post was drafted and published using the WordPress App for Android on my Galaxy S4. There are more than likely spelling or grammatical errors I may have missed before posting. Please forgive them, this is just a personal blog.