i look forward to your new pillowbook.

i've enjoyed reading this one. :)

i don't see the point in cigarettes.

seems like a highly unhealthy, addictive, malodourous habit

that doesn't even produce a high.

alcohol & sex... well, they're fun. done responsibly, of course.

as for the last line,

well, i think you're not alone feeling like that.

They should be working now. And I've written... Two or three pillowbooks in your absence, I think.

i wil. :B

What makes me sad is that I know how you feel.

Maybe not exactly, but I do know what it's like to hate yourself so much that you cause yourself bodily harm.

I wish I could help you out, but I'm struggling too.

Every day plagued with thoughts repeating over and over 'God, I just fucking hate myself.'

Every day, fighting the temptation to scrape a dull pencil across my skin until it makes a red blotch that stays for months.

Every day wondering when I'll finally snap and down a bottle of bleach.

I don't know if it helps knowing that there's someone going through, maybe not the same but perhaps a similar situation as yours.

It brought me relief to know I'm not the only one feeling this way, though.

I won't pretend to know your situation, but I can sincerely say that I hope it gets better for you.

(Also, sorry for this wall of text. xD;;)

ouch.

why hate yourself?

you seem like a good person.

not that my opinion matters much,

given i'm just some random stranger

who doesn't really know you,

but reading that kind of thing makes me sad.

:(

take care.

when i was fifteen, i felt the

exact same way. it really is

a scary thing to feel-scary, and

unimaginably painful.

i don't know what your situation is,

but i want you to know that if you

ever need someone to talk to, i am

willing to listen. to listen, to understand,

to just be there.

if not, that's fine, too. but just know

that you are not alone, okay? and try

to take care, if possible.

Channel it through writing. Throwing pillows (don't break anything, though). Wii boxing (if you have a Wii), or better yet, listen to Florence and the Machine! Florence's music is actually good for calming me down when I'm angry... But that might not work for you, so I dunno. :O

I agree with some of the other reviewers, and say that I really liked the last sentence.

Good expression of emotions. Something everyone can relate because, when I was fifteen, I felt this very same way. It might have even lasted longer than that. It's funny how we change year after year-sometimes even in just a couple months.

Good opening. The name Pigeon is rather adorable.

those last two lines

are rather brilliant,

i must say.

i feel as if so many

people are just stuck, and

cloistered around themselves-

if only they could break free.

those last two lines are spectacular.

same chapter as the last one i read.

did you mean to do that?

i'm with you.

i feel this so closely.

thank you for writing it like this.