I've been thinking about it for weeks, I even had a little relapse,
But I need to i feel so cold, so confused.
Why can't the people I love, or who have loved love me back.
They don't just turn there back on me but refuse our two children.
I know I'm not a bad person but what did i do?
What did I do to not want these people to see and live there own children.
And now I have to live with it.
Why can't I be loved, why they only love I have is jealous, complicated violent or mentally unstable.
I need to get these thoughts out my head. And the only way I can think of is the the warmth of si.
I given in and I don't want too but I can feel it before I touch my skin and it feels better.
I don't want this I really don't
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