Day and night, I am always tired. But at night, I stay up just late enough until I am exhausted enough until I can fall into my bed and into immediate slumber. Because I can't stand to liein my bed in a dark room alone with my thoughts for so many hours.
Mind-You're f*cking worthless, no one likes you. Mind-Don't even bother looking at that dress,you will look like a whale. Mind-Why are you looking at him? He thinks your ugly. Mind-Cry because you're not worth it. Mind-Self harm because you're so pathetic. Mind-Starve because you're so fat. Mind-Jump because no one will care that you're gone. Friend-Hey are you okay? Me-Yeah i'm fine just tired.
Favorite if... you understand what it is to be a cutter. you understand it's not for attention. you understand that it's a release. you understand that the aim isn't death. you understand that feeling pain is easier than feeling numb or broken. you understand that emotions can choke you. favorite if your not disgusted or horrified or look down on cutters. favorite if you really truly understand.
Me: i actually feel happy with everything right now. face: here's some acne. school: here's some work. friends: here's a knife in the back. parents: here's some added pressure. crush: here's my new girlfriend. me: ok.
She sat alone, alone at home, where her screams were silent, but her mind was violent. her insecurities hid deep inside, and they did indeed eat her alive. a tear rolled down her face, as her heart began to race. she took her blade and tore her skin, where her depression lied deep within. this went on for days,months,years, and until she cried her very last tears. she decided that she had enough, the world around her was much to tough. she took a gun to her head. congratulations society , she is dead.