This is my first journal entry its something to do as my petty, insignificant life has no satisfaction or fulfillment . neways, im bored waiting for the blood on my wrist to dry i have no purpose nemore my life is meanless aswell as the people in it I live only to disappoint others, it is the only task in which i am succeeding. I am a failure people see my as a failure i live up 2 their xpectations, they are always around through the mist of my dream world i see them the dream is never ending turning to more of a nightmare the only escape is to open the door that i hide behind and run away into the and of a knife ...ahhh the relief..lol randomness