Wow. That sounds really emo. But right now, its kinda how I feel. If I could, I would sit under my covers for the rest of my life. I would take a gun and shoot my heart. I would take a knife and slit my wrists.
This anxiety is overtaking my life. It takes everything inside of me to keep from shaking, screaming, and tearing my hair out.
I need to cry, but it won’t come out.