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Feeling Something

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by butterfly_free 4/18/2013

written by butterfly_free

If I kill myself I want to be feeling better, I want it to be a pretty day, I want to be in the woods, up in the mountains, I want it to be like that, and I want to be feelingÂ something,Â like I don’t want to kill myself when I am feeling completely nothing and flat.

crying feels good, its the terrible nothingness that scares the shit out of me

i want to die in a place that is special and think/feel the things that were special to me

and then i think i could die

(the other night i was suddenly not afraid to die and I feltÂ immediatelyÂ better, […]

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this constant throbbing pain

by Craft 3/19/2013

written by Craft

its been there on and off for the past couple of years, its around my chest cavity. i yearn for it. it makes me feeling something, better than this numb state of being

3/19/2013 3 comments

Cutting means too much to me…

by Engeltje 3/13/2013

written by Engeltje

Cutting those cuts,
feeling the razor blade slice into your skin,
seeing the blood flow…
No, I know it sure,
I will never heal of self mutilation.
NEVER
And those scars will always stay…
ALWAYS
There will come more of them.
Because the feeling I get is indiscribable.
Feeling that pain that’s going through my whole body,
feeling something and feeling numb,
feeling like it’s my best friend,
my best help,
the only thing I can trust.
Yeah, that blade and that stanley knife are really MY best friends.

A little poem written by myself:

And then you’re sitting there,
crying in the corner of the […]

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3/13/2013 5 comments

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Self-Harm anniversary?? How I started to cut.

by Engeltje 1/21/2013

written by Engeltje

Today.
21 january.
One year.
One year of self-harm.
One year of cuts.
21 january.
21 january 2012.
The day.
The day I started cutting.
Cutting on my hands.
Cutting on my feet.
Cutting on my hips.
Cutting on my belly.
Cutting on my lower arms.
Cutting on my wrists.
Cutting on my chest.
I can remember that day as yesterday. Saturday 21 january 2012. I grabbed a scissors and started to scrape and scrape on my hand until there was a little scar with a very little bit of blood. I did it, couldn’t go back. Well, it doesn’t matter, right? It was just […]

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1/21/2013 7 comments

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Have I become oblivious to emotions themselves?

by OddOneOut 10/31/2012

written by OddOneOut

I, like many other people, am a “lucky” person.
I have a great family, everything I could want and more, many friends who are supportive of me, and a good life in general.
Yet, all the while, I feel this emptiness inside me where emotions should be. Whenever I feel “happy”, it’s more close to feeling something close to happiness, almost like its shadow. If emotions were people, they would come knocking on the door of my heart, then before I can open the door and let it in, it leaves, making me feel something ALMOST like emotions.

Am I becoming heartless? Unable to feel any […]

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10/31/2012 5 comments

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