It’s all I am. A cutter.
anybody seen the movie suicide room?
So I guess it’s goodbye brother, goodbye rock and roll.
Guess it’s goodbye to the only life I know.
It’s a shame you couldn’t just say you were hurting,
I’ll see you on the other side of the curtain.
Everytime I listen to/sing to this song I feel like such a hypocrite because I never say when I’m hurting. But at the same time, I don’t think I’m ever going to change.
I just don’t understand the world. Why are there so many lonely people?? You’d think that with millions of people in the world, we’d all have someone. But somehow, we’re all alone. Hundreds of people sitting at home at night with their loneliness squeezing their insides, making them want to cry, or cut or scream or commit. I know I’m the only one I need. I know I’m the only one I have. But why do I still feel this loneliness choking me, welling up in my throat, making me want to cut to let out the frustration?? Therapists say, talk to someone, it will […]
Cut my life into pieces. This is my last resort. Suffocation, no breathing. Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arms bleeding.
Losing my sight, losing my mind. Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine. Nothing’s alright. Nothing is fine.
Cut my life into pieces. This is my last resort.
“Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before and people continue to disappoint them.”