**Bad Language** I've been finding it hard To rhyme lately The words just aren't Coming out properly They don't arrange In the patterns they should Exams are wreaking havoc Like I knew they fucking would And I'm sick of all this shit I'd be done, if I only could Well shit Would you look at that

Ignore Me. This Is Triggering And I Just Need To Rant. Please, for the love of god, if you're easily triggered, do not read this. It's only a vent anyway. It doesn't even matter. ... --- ... I don't know how I'm feeling right now. I just know that I'm so glad I don't feel tired right now because I do not under any circumstances want to sleep tonight. I'm terrified I won't wake up. I feel sick and I just want to die. The sad thing is that I feel like nobody would care. Like if I went downstairs, grabbed a knife and sliced my wrists vertically, I wouldn't care and nobody else would. They'd just come downstairs, clean the blood up, call the police and carry on as normal. I cut myself real bad earlier. I bought this math set from Wilko this weekend for my exams and it turns out the sharpener blade is really sharp. Sharp as in I've never cut this deep before. It bled a lot and I was so scared, but I feel like I'll probably do it again soon. I was clean self harm for a long time before today, but I have a feeling this old habit's coming back to haunt me. It's the most efficient stress reliever I've found and that's so wrong, but with exams just around the corner, I don't know what else to do. Tl;dr, I want to die -- or at least I wouldn't mind if I did -- I don't want to sleep and I'm an idiot for doing this to myself. And if you actually read all that, then thank you for caring. I appreciate it.

It's raining, it's pouring, And someone is snoring- But hold the phone, I live alone! Send help, I'm imploring!

#scenariochallenge To believe Or not to believe I can choose to believe I can choose to look around and take in my true surroundings I can choose to accept the possibility of a haunting And I can choose to accept the voices that constantly whisper my name Or I can choose not to believe I can choose to continue living as I was before I can choose to ignore the red writing that appears on the walls of my bedroom every night And I can choose to ignore the dark shadows with glowing eyes and holes in their foreheads To believe Or not to believe Either way It's a choice that I do not want to make

How much blood do you need to lose in one go to die? I did something a little stupid and lost quite a lot of blood. I've been a little dizzy and my vision's been going a little blurry since, but it's not so bad that I'm falling over. Even so, it's scaring me to the point that I'm scared to go to sleep because I've convinced myself that I'm not going to wake up in the morning. I think I'll be okay, but I'm still the slightest bit terrified.