I cry through my skin.

 Because I do hope for something. You know what I hope for? I hope to die.  That's all I want right now...Is to curl up and die. I don't care about anything...I just want to stop. I debate slashing my wrists...But, we all know how well that works. I could take a bottle of pills...And then vomit for the next three days and pee bright yellow. I know killing myself isn't the answer and it won't solve anything...But, I found something to hope for. Cross my heart and hope to die..