Moments like these, I really want run the blade over my bear arm...the only thing stopping from that is the fact that my sister would notice...the only way I can release is by staying in a smaller area...but even that isn't enough....
"Inside my skin, there is this space, It twists and turns, it bleeds and aches..."
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sick. Show all posts
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Saturday, December 14, 2013
way out
Did you know I carry a razor blade in my backpack? I never told anyone this before because if I did i'm pretty sure they'll worry...they shouldn't...well I hope not anytime soon...
Why do I carry it around me? Because in a very messed up way I like the feeling of knowing i have a way out if it ever gets to bad.....
Why do I carry it around me? Because in a very messed up way I like the feeling of knowing i have a way out if it ever gets to bad.....
Labels:
college life,
Dont worry,
messed up,
sick,
suicidal thoughts,
Way out
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)