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[some_thing_else]

I don't want to hurt like that again. Please, I am begging you. I am down on my knees. I got through that, but it weakened me. I can't do it again. I've spent the majority of the three past days, sitting here, nail scissors in hand, listening to music and trying to cut my feet off. Cutting the skin off the bottom of my feet seems to have become my

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[bushi_no_kami]

maybe if these cry for help messages were more specific than 'something is wrong, something is bad, someone do something.' we could help more easily

[some_thing_else]

Okay, so you want plain english?
What I wrote = I feel as though I've been beaten down by my mind once again. I'm in that mode of thinking again. Things I shouldnt think of. I know exactly where the blades are, and I'm fighting to keep the small amount of self control I've been clinging to for the past six months.
I want to take a razor blade, and open every inch of my skin, to fat, to muscle, to bone. To cut as many veins and tendons as possible. I want to down four bottles of asprin and as much alcohol as I can get my hands on.
In short, I want to hurt, and I want to die. I want people to miss me, and I want people to regret. I want everyone else to hurt, so. I. dont. have. to.
There. I said it.

[bushi_no_kami]

maybe you should make entries like that. it gets the point across better and people dont think youre a whining little girl. they know you mean buisness

[oration]

You're letting it all come back. You're taking yourself back to the old days and it does far more harm than good. Understand that the past is gone. Don't try to relive it by "showing us what you felt." And don't tell me that it's not cheap teenage angst, because look: you've brought it upon yourself.

And working yourself into a tizzy over it isn't going to do any good either.