Inner Pain, I stayed at the old apartment thursday night...12th floor balcony and secluded train tracks behind the building....i want to move back there just enough time to kill myself

I stayed at the old apartment thursday night…12th floor balcony and secluded train tracks behind the building….i want to move back there just enough time to kill myself

I cut there, the deepest i’ve cut on my wrist, i could see fat, deep fat…i want to move out again so i can kill myself in peace, starve myself in peace, and cut myself in peace.