Yeah... But I've been out of school for two months, so I have no contact with anybody really. But I have good news! My brother (Very very close friend) just messaged me! It's a happy thing
I'm beginning to think I really did belong in that hospital... My mind is a pretty fucked up place, and I can't tell what's real. I don't know what I feel... I don't want to go back in, but I think I might need to. Sometimes I consider dying, but only as a last resort. I wonder what it would be...