It may look like scribbles to you but they are words just 2 words “worthless” and “useless” (there is more words I have written this way but can’t bend my arm to get a pic) I needed to feel something I need to feel pain. (I also drew death with his scythe which I can’t bend my arm far enough to take pictures of that…) No I’m not bleeding tbh the site of blood makss me feel quite queasy. But I am starting not to give a fuck if I see my own blood when/if I decide to stab myself repeatedly over and over again. Some people are scared of falling asleep and never waking up. I’m afraid of falling asleep and waking up. I’m to scared to wake up because I’m sick of feeling this way but the demons are winning the monsters are clawing their way to get me and bring me down to the dark cold emptiness I now feel….. Friday nears and it is rather inviting maybe I’ll finally be at peace with myself.. Sorry for the rant…. Now I’m self-centered thats another name to add to my arm.