so far i forgot how to be myself and i cant remember what i ever wanted outta life.
i cut myslef last night… it wouldnt stop bleeding and i admit that for once i was kinof afraid but comfortable with the thought od dying. i’d never have to be alone again and i could do things without worrying about everyone…
13 comments
i have to ask, im always curious about this, what do you cut with?
razorblades.
or i’ve even taken out the blades in my razors.
ya ive done that. till my dad took them all. im reduced to a pencil sharpener blade now. my favorite is a box cutter blade.
i guess desperat times call for desperate measures.
yess box cutter blades are a ususal too.
my dads already had me locked up in a mental hostpital once. so i had to find a way cuz he thought i was fixed but im not. im still cutting, i still want to die. prozac doesnt work, and im bulimic now. haha wait till my dad finds this out. i dont tell him all of this because ive already hurt him once. i dont want to do it again.
yeah i know what you mean.
since i resorted to cutting, i’ve been doing drugs and drinking till i black out.
besides the cutting or the thought of peaceful death, drinking and drugs numb every bit of sadness for just a little while.
its akways worth the high.
when i was 14 i was put in rv hospital for cutting. i dont think they looked at me as being crzy, just a fucked up little girl who believes she has nothin to lose.
i like the way you talk. wanna email me? you sound very similar to me and i love having someone to relate to.
definitly.
here’s mine;
breatheme_93@yahoo.com
sweet. mines tiger31193@aol.com im about to e-mail you
okay.
cool.
hmm. i sent it but it isnt showing up in my sent mail… did you get it?
i got both your emails and wrote back to them..
i have to go though…
ok