birthday was a couple days ago. myla made me a cake which, i appreciate it i guess
she keeps telling me it wasn't my fault. i don't know. it's hard to really feel anything when there just this weird numbness inside.
i still think i should've done something. i could've tried to take the wheel or whatever but, no, of course not. thats stupid.
i just want to take control over my own life again, and i mean, theres only one way i know how i guess
im gonna wait at least a year though, don't want to die before 18.
wrists are for girls.
im slitting my throat.