The only time he is able to talk,
is the only time I can't.

I'm sorry.
):

School.
I want to die.
Please, someone.
Take my soul away.
I can't do this all alone,
but I have to. Sucks.

I'm hungry.
My stomach's grumbling.
I've lost all appetite.
Anyway, I rather stay hungry and bear with the gastric
than to feel full and feel like wanting to shit.
That's the most disgusting feeling ever.
I rather go through the pain.
It's so much better.

Night.