I'd forgotten how easy it is to drag a blade across my skin.

Thanks for that.

I feel like I just got broken up with again....
I don't know how to deal with this.
This is so much harder than normal life. Normal upsets.

I always end up feeling like I should have gone to sleep when I was first given the chance...

I feel so lonely ( Read more... )

I don't know if I want it.
Or if I just think I should want it.

I haven't decided if I'll go to sleep unscathed or not yet.

I'm sorry.

I'm a nervous wreck. I feel like it's already happened, and I want to cry ( Read more... )

It doesn't even really happen that often... But, Jesus Christ, I'm so done with people telling me what I think and how I'm feeling.

I'm done with it.
It's so completely screwed up. I have shit going on. I'm a fucking insane basket case, and my mind does not fucking work the right way.
There is no possible way for anyone to know what I'm thinking or ( Read more... )

That's weird....

I feel like a scarred girl right now.
I never think about it. Ever.
I didn't even realise that it's something to think about.

But I'm thinking about it right now.
And I'm scarred.
And I'm not sure what that means for me.
I guess I'm kind of defective.

I'm such a screw up.

Awesome.
I ruin everything.

Everything and everyone ( Read more... )

Imagination is enough. Imagination is enough ( Read more... )