how can there be millions of people this planet , yet i am forever alone . no one to talk to . nothing ? what a place this is ! anyone there ? ….
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emptyjay
emptyjay
Lost soul full of scars looking for the best route to contentness. Whatever path it may be. I know I'm not alone here .
Why do i have a obsession with cutting myself ? as soon as i see the blood i feel a relief flood through my body . no drug compares . the best way to get rid of a problem . cut the bad from the good . a walking scarred shell. no future . whoever believes that is stupid