Used a razor blade for the first time, and let me tell you, it’s a far cry from my old blunt carving knife from my less than successful scout days.
I didn’t like it. I’ve been planning to kill myself with them, but… Cold feet again. I feel so disgusted. All these pathetic lines down my left arm, and for what? I can’t escape from here, I’m trapped. It was all just a pipe dream.
I just want to be safe. Safe and happy and oblivious. Dream pretty, achievable dreams. Forget I ever existed and become someone else. Someone who isn’t a complete idiot.
I mean all this literally. Not some silly Hollywood-type new start, I want an actual new life, regeneration style. Maybe then I’d be different. Lord knows I’ve fucked this one up merely by existing.
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Alright, so this makes me feel slightly nauseated for completely different reasons than what’s mentioned above. I sound like that random kid from Mean Girls crying for better days -_- She doesn’t even go here! God ;x
Used a razor blade. So the pain good.? Where you ate. Me i don’t cut i think it’s bullshit. I do hurt me to. Chat. My plan good plan. Your age.? Want to talk.? i’ve got no good answer’s.
Cat got you.?
Where you go
Hello i’m Donnie. And i’m fuck up to.
I don’t cut me.
I wish I could say something that would help you out. I would suggest putting the knife away. You cutting yourself helps no one.
Sorry, my internet gets cut (har har) at 12 every night. Didn’t realize it was so late.