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Drops Of Blood

the relief, the craving, the pain

by b1urr 1/5/2013

written by b1urr

it’s been nearly a month or more since i last did it… until today.

see, the only reason i hadn’t done it was because my mum took away all my sharp objects and although i had tried using other things they just weren’t sharp enough. not enough to create drops of blood.
i felt myself craving the pain, i had to find a way to let all these feelings out!
so i simply found new razors.

i did it a few hours ago, what a fucking relief and it wasn’t even too deep. but i crave more, more, fucking more.

i wish i had an exacto knife so […]

1/5/2013 0 comment

feeling

by NotReallyHereAtAll 11/28/2012

written by NotReallyHereAtAll

I have suddenly become so incredibly numb and exhausted. I want to scream and cry, but I just can’t. I just want to feel something real, I’m so tired of apathy and exhaustion.
In an attempt to feel something, I just started attacking my thigh with a small blade. I find it quite beautiful, the way to begin with there’s just a dent in the skin, but then it gradually rises before drops of blood begin to surface. My thigh is now covered in short cuts and I like the messy zigzagging. It’s the only way I can think to represent how I feel. I […]

11/28/2012 0 comment

What’s the big deal

by jjgirl13 10/31/2012

written by jjgirl13

I was just thinking. Why do people guilt trip over cutting themselves?
Who the fuck cares what other people think? (Well, maybe that’s more of my perspective.) It’s non-lethal, it hurts less than getting a tattoo, you just don’t get a pretty picture at the end. I mean, for pain itself, there would be constructive and productive things to do like yoga, or running till your legs give out, that hurt a lot more than some scrapes. The intensity of pain you feel from pushing your bodily limits are usually a lot worse than the actual act of cutting. If you consistently need stitches and […]

10/31/2012 9 comments

Is there a remedy for waiting

by blind.cinderella 4/30/2012

written by blind.cinderella

Here we are again back on the bad track of life. I keep telling myself i just a need a second chance, a new start but i don t think it would change anything. The only thing i need to change is me. I am going to stop feeling, stop caring. If you could see me now, whispering those uncertain words and smiling because i don t think i ‘ ll ever be able to shout down my emotions. one of my greatest weakness that is destroying me and watching my mind decaying part by part.

I tried to put myself to sleep again. Forever… I […]

4/30/2012 4 comments

Alone Then Dead

by Suicidal 6/3/2009

written by Suicidal

All alone in this place of no hope

All alone in my saddest sorrows

With no where to turn but my self

With all my fear until i fall

Fall ungreatfully into the

melted memories of him

The times he said he loved me

All just a lie, I try not to cry but the tears fall out

Alone until he finally sees me

Alone and waiting ut hes gone and i know it

The worst part is my parents hate me more and more each day.

My own hate toward myself my own regret

MyÂ tiny drops of blood

Then i died.

6/3/2009 2 comments