nikkiewebb
August 6th, 2012, 09:06 PM
So, 7 years ago, i was only nine years old. My brother was only 16 when i watched him take his own life. He slit his own throat. This is when i started cutting. I cut on a regular basis, almost every day. I went on with this until about two weeks ago when i encountered the butterfly project. After 7 years of daily cutting, i miraculusly was able to go two weeks, just because of a simple butterfly, drawn on my arm. I had four of them. Last night, three of them died, when i got a call from a local hospitol explaining how my best friend was clinging for life after she tried to cut into her own heart. The fourth butterfly is on my neck, just above my corroted arterie. I fear that she might not make it through tonite. Im telling whoever give half a fuck, i am scared. For me, for my friend, and for those who i will hurt the most. Somebody please jelp me. Just fucking make it stop.