Consumemysoul
December 16th, 2011, 05:32 PM
I'll be twenty years old in two days.
The other night while experiencing an incredible spiritual journey on 2cI my girlfriend broke up with me because she can't handle my disorder, she says I'm too stressful.
I wanted to kill myself on my birthday, but a close friend of mine has lost her father and another one of her best friends too suicide within the last year and I can't put that weight on her shoulders.
I just like to cut, it feels good. I don't do it too much, only maybe 30 individual lines a day. I used to use scissors because of the raw tearing pain they allow my to submerge myself in, but as of lately I've developed a relationship with my razor blade. I find blood so beautiful, I find it so intriguing that this is our sustaining life force; yet I so freely let it go.
I don't know entirely why I just joined this and decided to seek others, I think it's because I'm too comfortable with the idea of grabbing my shotgun.
The other night while experiencing an incredible spiritual journey on 2cI my girlfriend broke up with me because she can't handle my disorder, she says I'm too stressful.
I wanted to kill myself on my birthday, but a close friend of mine has lost her father and another one of her best friends too suicide within the last year and I can't put that weight on her shoulders.
I just like to cut, it feels good. I don't do it too much, only maybe 30 individual lines a day. I used to use scissors because of the raw tearing pain they allow my to submerge myself in, but as of lately I've developed a relationship with my razor blade. I find blood so beautiful, I find it so intriguing that this is our sustaining life force; yet I so freely let it go.
I don't know entirely why I just joined this and decided to seek others, I think it's because I'm too comfortable with the idea of grabbing my shotgun.