I hate my life today. I hate crying, I hate feeling so sad and empty, and I hate that I don’t know when this will ever end. I hate spending my life at 1:32am crying and crying and crying, and getting a headache because of all the crying. I just want it all to end right now, but I don’t see how I can possibly make that happen without hurting myself, and I definitely don’t want to do that in the least. I just want the pain to go away. I’d do anything to just feel nothing right now. Why can’t someone just come and help me and take it all away? I feel so alone and abandoned and just plain unloved, even though I know I’m not. This is what 1:32 am does to me today, I guess.