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Hi..
Hello plastic face.
A wish to not be here.
The sun is red. A beautiful night.
We make a wish to be better.
Tomorrow will be better. We will.. heal..

But we are fools.
This isn't Josh. It's not J.
Just emotion, I guess.

Hello plastic face.
Can I tell you something?

Josh tried to cut himself tonight.
But didn't..
Is that worth praise? Don't praise me.
Don't tell me I'm beautiful.
Just.. lma.
leavemealone.

I wish I was good.
better..
fuck the lies josh..
Say what you're thinking. Feeling..
That is allowed you know..

I wish I did cut myself..
I want to. To bleed this life into the carpet. Leave some kind of proof that I'm here..

People are so stupid.
smileblinksilence..
It's the silence.

Silence roars in my head.
I am not Josh. or J. I don't know who I am.

I wish I could get high..
Get drunk and vomit everything up.
Leave me on the roadside with stab wounds. I'll be okay.

It's what you wanted, right?
to die? no. slitmythroat, yes.
Just a little. So I can beg for life again.

So I can see that it's okay to be me.
Depending on who you mean. I want to be okay with me.
I want to. And I tell people to be okay with who they are..
I hate myself. Surely so. I hate enough that I want to leave..

But it's not enough, is it?
To hate? Fear? Fear what you're capable of..
And the amount of hurt you could inflict..
The deepest wounds are never shown..
You can't see them.

So, you take me to a doctor's office.
Because I have anger.. and a bad temper..

But you can't see it! You don't see it..
I'm fighting myself to live. To breathe..
Can't do anything right..
Would you care enough about me to kill me?
Just for a little while.. Is that so much to ask?
I'd hope not..

~End~

Description
Hi..
Hello plastic face.
A wish to not be here.
The sun is red. A beautiful night.
We make a wish to be better.
Tomorrow will be better. We will.. heal..

But we are fools.
This isn't Josh. It's not J.
Just emotion, I guess.

Hello plastic face.
Can I tell you something?

Josh tried to cut himself tonight.
But didn't..
Is that worth praise? Don't praise me.
Don't tell me I'm beautiful.
Just.. lma.
leavemealone.

I wish I was good.
better..
fuck the lies josh..
Say what you're thinking. Feeling..
That is allowed you know..

I wish I did cut myself..
I want to. To bleed this life into the carpet. Leave some kind of proof that I'm here..

People are so stupid.
smileblinksilence..
It's the silence.

Silence roars in my head.
I am not Josh. or J. I don't know who I am.

I wish I could get high..
Get drunk and vomit everything up.
Leave me on the roadside with stab wounds. I'll be okay.

It's what you wanted, right?
to die? no. slitmythroat, yes.
Just a little. So I can beg for life again.

So I can see that it's okay to be me.
Depending on who you mean. I want to be okay with me.
I want to. And I tell people to be okay with who they are..
I hate myself. Surely so. I hate enough that I want to leave..

But it's not enough, is it?
To hate? Fear? Fear what you're capable of..
And the amount of hurt you could inflict..
The deepest wounds are never shown..
You can't see them.

So, you take me to a doctor's office.
Because I have anger.. and a bad temper..

But you can't see it! You don't see it..
I'm fighting myself to live. To breathe..
Can't do anything right..
Would you care enough about me to kill me?
Just for a little while.. Is that so much to ask?
I'd hope not..

~End~