Life is cruel. This is not a life I wanted to live; I never wanted to fall down the path I did. I'm not even trying to hide my problems anymore. I'm wearing them on my chest like a fucking medal of honor.

Genuinely, I'm doing this for Luna. Luna is artifyber. my friend, who is like a sister. Last night, I had to convince her to call EMS after she drank too much Benadryl on purpose. Vortox was with me for some of it, and god DAMN...

I don't cry often; it's an issue of mine, but last night? I was breaking. luna kept refusing, only later, at fucking 10:37, only later to be told "I hope u live to see more then me.... ill always be besides u and tay...."

life fucking sucks bro.