Same.
I keep finding myself missing those fresh streaks of scarlet lining my arms, feeling the warmth as I watch my blood ooze from my skin. I miss the healing cuts that turn different shades of red, brown, and purple. I miss the roughness of the scabs catching the fabric of my shirts, the twinge of pain that accompanied it. The soreness the day after a relapse, the sting when I wash them in the shower. The itch when the scabs start falling off showing the fresh new scars underneath.
I miss it, and yet I hate it. I hate it so much. I’m disgusting.
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Some from last night and this morning. I have so much anger and sadness when he ignores me, blocks me, or puts me on dnd. I’ve went to his house when he does that but I’m trying to save myself. I don’t know where to put my suicidal/homicidal feelings. I’m prescribed my panic attack pills but it knocks me out so I can’t take it in the day. This has been the most beneficial since I started yet again. I’m hoping one day it’s deep enough
now we got problems
He did exactly he said he will never do. He left too. He told me he is tired of me constantly crying and being 'filmy'. I asked him to leave he did and he blamed me for that he said that he is leaving because I told him to. What the fuck could I do? He was tried of me.
“Humans aren't as complicated as we believe them to be. Everyone comes with an instructions manual. We just assume others are so complicated because we don't look hard enough. Look in their eyes and I can promise you, they will tell you everything you need to know.”
— read the fine print
I hit an artery and that shit was apparently crazy I just woke up, but I can't move my left hand or fingers and need surgery I guess that's what I get.
Fr
i’m sorry that i won’t get better
we all know how all this gonna end:/
“I knew everything had changed when I looked into your eyes and saw every single lie you ever told, and watched you deny every last one.”
— Thanks dad for all the memories, I surly will never forget you
LMAOOO IKR
that awkward moment when you just slit your skin open and youre still thinking about that essay you need to finish