I’ve already had mine kissed. I wish everyone who has scars know how it feels to have someone who loves you kiss your scars, and promising you with their lips, that they’ll never let you do it again.
I wanna cut my wrist so fucking back right now but I have this job thing on the third & I dont want people seeing them.I really dont want to cut on my thies or anywhere else.Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck I have a pencil sharpener!!
Razors&drugs cause a n+«»a fucking depressed
I cut myself twice today and the addiction starts.
But you don’t know what it’s like,
to wake up in the middle of the night,
scaring the thought of kissing razors.
I thought I would be okay, but in three day’s time, I had another accident.
A few days ago, I slit my wrist up. Never deep enough to kill, but just enough sting to get the point across. I padded it up and wrapped an ace bandage around it, claiming I just sprained it. No one at work questioned it, my boyfriend didn’t say anything outright about it. It’s hard to keep things from him though. So I told him. He grabbed my wrist and took a glance. He said my name, which sounded so… Off. It doesn’t feel right when he says it. It […]
 
  Sometimes I can’t stand to see my own reflection. I can’t seem to see that the person in the mirror is me. I try to not look but when I do I suddenly break down, the world crashes around me. I am unable to do what I normally would which is distance myself from everyone and fade away into my own place. It feels like everyone is screaming at […]
Is it weird that I cut myself with a guitar pick rather than a knife or razor? A guitar pick isn’t sharp at all but I can still manage to dig it into my skin just enough to make it bleed. The mark that’s left behind heals really quickly and is practically gone within 6 hours or so. I like doing this so I can cut myself at school and the mark will be gone by the time I get home so my parents don’t find out… I miss using knives and razors but I’m getting kind of use to this alternative.
I keep trying i have taken pills with alcohol and a nice side of razors in the bath but i cant seem to die what is this I HATE IT! I HATE LIFE. I HATE BEING ALIVE. I WANT TO DIE. IVE HAD ENOUGH
Im not sure what to write, should there be something to write, or is it that I’m looking for something worthy to be written. I forget that im depressed when i talk to people or when i write, maybe its habit that i hide what i feel and smack a smile onto my face. I havent done anything all summer and i feel alone, my only friends are dull razors and this freak anxiety. I cant sleep. I’m starting to feel numb again. Maybe it’s better that i feel numb, if i decide to feel anything else ill just panic. Well… im done trying to […]
idk what to do. i can have someone pick me up and leave but my mom said then ill get kicked out which means no college. which mean my future is over. i would leave but now im not even welcomed at the one house i consider my 2nd house. they all hate me. my family hates me and my 2nd family does too. i cant breathe. i cant think i just dont want to be here anymore. i guess ive officially broke. i would go buy some pills at the store but i feel sick. i havent eaten anything really in 2 days and […]
You look into your drawer
to find your thing
which can hide your pain
give you relief
But
i want you to know
before you pick up your razor
i love you
and this love is much easier
I will pick you up
when you feel like falling
i will hold you tight
when your razor is calling
i will kiss your eyes
when you tearing apart
i will give you everything
and all the love you want
I will sit with you
share your pain
i will love you everyday
this love will never end
when you will be alone
with your razor and knives
i ll come and say
baby you don’t need this
come with me
i will show you what i believe in
I will take you on […]
I hate every second I spend in this hell hole that’s supposed to be my home. I hate looking at my dad, every time I do I feel this surge of resentment. Im tired of being that bastard’s punching bag, the fuck up to blame when things go wrong, the one who’s talents are ignored. I’ve never cut before but tonight I really want to. Everything that’s important to me is ignored, the only thing that gets me noticed is when I get pissed off and snappy, then they yell at me and I’m left crying, trying hard to explain. No one understands, they can’t […]
I finally got a job, which is wonderful. It’s helped me get out of the house, fill up my time, keep me busy and not feel so lonely. But the thing is… they are all so judgemental. It brings me down sometimes, I mean if they are talking about others like that, what are they saying about me?
First things first, I am a cutter, however I have always cut my legs, and the ones on my arms are done in such a way that they are either hidden or they just look like an accident. Anyway, there was a girl working for us for about […]
I have officially decided to make sure I kill myself this time. I don’t know exactly when, but it’s going to be soon. Â The only time I’ve tried it was around 6 months ago. I took a pack of razors to the alternative school I was attending at the time, went to the bathroom, and started cutting my arms. I only managed to get through the first layer of skin at first. I knew this wouldn’t be enough to bleed out so I took the razor and started slicing into one of the long wounds I had already made and I hear a knock at […]
i’ve been sitting on the floor of my room for over an hour sobbing with my razors in front of me. i can’t take the pain anymore. i can’t take knowing how disappointing and how much of a failure i am. everything hurts and i just want it to end. i don’t want to have to stay here for anyone else but me. im so trapped and i can’t get rid of this feeling. i’m sick of pretending that i want to be alive
I haven’t cut in a few weeks. The urge to start cutting again is eating at me. I can’t stop thinking about those razors and knives. I don’t know what to do. I’ve tried so many different things, but none of the alternative methods are working. I’m tired of trying, I just want to give in to the urge.
i wake up thinking about killing myself, i go through the days crying, wishing i wasn’t here. i don’t know how much longer i can deal with this. it’s fucking draining. i think about all the pros there’d be if i were gone; there are hardly any cons. it would just be so much better and easier for the people i care about. i feel like such a burden, i’m a failure too. i’ve been letting everyone down and i’m so sorry. all of my personal issues and disorders are getting worse and i’m scared. i’m so scared. scared of living this life. scared of […]
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 […]
I officially wanna die. I mean it. I hate my life and I hate living. I wish I could get that loaded gun from my ex somehow.. I wish I could get my razors back from my other ex. I wish I could die. My life sucks. I posted my suicide story on youtube for those who want to see its (My Story- Suicide Morgan Davis)… I don’t even know if it’ll show up.. But if it does then watch if you feel like it.. I was almost in tears last night… And I can’t even cry I’ve cried so much. I’m ready to face […]
Just called a suicide hotline.. they guy i talked to .. he just kept saying uh well you need to look at it from a better point of view.
I lost my 2nd oldest brother cause my oldest brother raped me! and you exspect me to look on the bright side. I look at his facebook everyday, hoping to get to know him. I DONT EVEN KNOW MY OWN BROTHER. And i hate it.. i hate it so badly. I only found out last week he’s graduated highschool.. i never knew.. i didnt know..
I miss him so badly, we would stay up reading the hungry catapillar, […]
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