What do we do with a love like this?

I slammed the door to my room and sank to the floor. I heard Morgan tell Andy to take their fight outside..so i went to make sure they weren't killing each other. Nope, only kissing. sobs rocked my body and i slammed my head against the door. I looked around my room and saw the picture of me and Andy on my nightstand. I quickly got up and threw it, the glass shattering. I looked atound at all the pictures and posters. Soon i found myself ripping every picture of me and Morgan off the wall. Every Black veil brides picture was shredded.
I looked at the closet and started looking at Andy's clothes hanging there. I started ripping them off the hangers i threw them in the hall, almost hitting Ashley. He looked to Andy's stuff and then to my tear streaked face. He moved to comfort me but i slammed the door in his face.
I wanted out. I went to step forward and bit my tongue, holding back a scream as i stepped on the broken class causing my foot to bled. I checked it for broken glass, finding none. I grabbed my suite case and began packing. I didnt feel like facing Morgan, so despite my foot screaming in pain, i climbed out of the secondary window. I left my phone behind. I didn't want to be found.
--a few hours later--
I stepped into my crummy hotel room and looked around. I flopped on the bed and started crying again. I wasnt good enough. I was never good enough. I didnt lose enough weight. i wasn't pretty enough. I looked at my scarred wrist and for the first time in months, found myself reaching for my pocket knife.
One cut for the pain of the betral. one cut for making the same mistake three times. another for thinking i could trust them. Another for not being enough. I made a couple more than threw the knife away from me in disgust.
I hated myself. I wanted it to stop. The blood pooled down my arm leaving red streaks in there path. I can never go back. I never want to see them again. I laid back on the bed and for the first time in along time..knew what it was like to be alone and to be truley broken.

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