I feel so empty yet so heavy at the same time.
I knew I shouldn't have done anything.
I haven't slept in three days and I haven't eaten much in that time either.
I thought I couldn't feel any worse than I did, but surprise surprise, it's possible.
Why did I do it?
Why did he do it?
Why did he say those things?
Why am I such an idiot?

I hate myself.
So much.