this isn't a cry for help.
i could give a good goddamn.
maybe i am not only more 'unstable' but also unworthy...worse...
"i hurt myself today to see if i still feel - i focus on the pain, it's the only thing that's real"
finding it and cutting it all up
for it a moment it all disappeared
in an instant i remembered everything
and i don't think it's wrong. it's about me.
maybe it is sick but i'm not asking anyone to stop me.
i am who i am.
my logic does not override my emotions. yet i am not ruled by my emotions. although i may get carried away, i do not think it is unhealthy. and i don't make decisons based on such things.
and last night was necessary.
i wanted blood soaked sheets...but it wasn't very deep.
in a few years they'll fade completely
fuck all of you
i am content in my bubble
"yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive"