Help me!!!

I want to weep, I want to be comforted. I'm so tired of being strong. I want to be foolish and frightened for once.

I am so tired of all the pretense and the constant battling with myself.

Lying here awake, feeling this way hurts me. I want to get out of this. I can't help feeling this way.

I have always love the colour red, now i love it more for its association with blood. It thrills and excites me to look at my bloody hands.