i haven’t cut in 5 months. sometimes i burn myself, punch things, smash my head on my bed frame; but it feels different to me. it’s like cutting seems like a waste of time to me now because it’s not bringing me any closer to death and i just have to stare at it after. my art show is getting closer and i just found out that one of my favorite musicians is coming to boston in august… that’s something to look forward to if i’m alive. i don’t really know how i’m feeling. this is just a rant i guess. i still have no […]
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Last night I went to a folk-punk show and the last person I made friends with (mentioned in the earlier post I made… not someone who will ever speak to me again. He was nice to me and I was a pretty shitty friend cuz my personality got all fucked up for two years) was there, along with two of his friends. I felt really really shitty and guilty