Wow, I'm beginning to think, somehow, I deserve this.
Maybe yeah, I'm not the greatest person in the world.
I'm not the best student
and I'm not the best friend.

But I could be if people would give me the chance.

Yknow, I'm real sick.
REAL SICK and tired of being called names.
being judged every.single.place.I.go.
I just, can't do it anymore.

It's tearing me apart
didn't you know?
I'm fragile.
didn't you know?
that I don't know what love is?
didn't you know?
that unhealthy is my middle name?

Someone, please, SOMEONE understand where I'm coming from.
because I'm afraid the most important ones
DON'T.

what happened?
what happened to the "brown haired kayla"
she's gone
all alone in a musty hole
a well, persay.
shivering with no clothes on
goosebumps everywhere you would never imagine.
sending text messages to herself because no one else will.

what happened?
to the you that read me?
I miss it all
I'm afraid it'll never be like that again.

I.MISS.YOU.

ALL OF YOU

come back to me,
save me
please
i'm not healthy
i need some vegetables
i need some water
i need you.
keep me alive
please don't fail me now.

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from now on, I'm going to be alone.
my mouth is going to have imaginary stitches on it.
i'm not talking to any of you.
i'm thinking.
i'm not even going to talk to myself.
so i guess this is goodbye.
to all of you.
even

yes

...you.

SO FUCKING LONG.