I was at that muslim cemetery you were buried in, which is a little heart wrenching because you are without a doubt athiest. I found some kind of ritual you can do to bring a loved one back for a little while, it was hell to do, but it was possible and I did it. You came back but it wasn’t the same. You were happier, and more at peace, rather you were still your condescending self. Just not as much. We talked for a while, and I felt so much better. Your family members and some friends came to the gravesite. Some could see […]
Little Heart
I decided, why  let my last cut go unmemorialized? I am going to stop… After tonight.
I’m just gonna quit.
I was feeling particularly bad today, after my sister yelling at me about how I can’t do anything right while I was washing dishes. When I told her to leave me alone and get out of the kitchen, she started yelling about how i’m psycho and need to shut up.
So, I cut a little heart on my palm. I decided to just turn it into a tattoo.. At first I though I should sterilize the needle… But considering I usually either cut with a needle or piece […]
What is there left to live for? (This was my “My Story” section from my Tumblr)
A lot of people want to know “my story†and why I self harm and why I starve and things like that. But I don’t have a specific thing that made me who I am. My life had always been shit. So I guess I should just give the over look of it all.
When I was very young, I was home schooled, and an only child. I was completely spoiled. My dad worked and my mom would take me to do tap, ballet, caly pottery, charcoals, gymnastics, karate, and anything else my little heart desired. By the age of 5, I had just about […]