Dear diary,
Do you know what's sad?
When you were finally more than 1 month clean, something you've been wishing to happen for as long as you were broken but you were never really happy.
But what's extremely sad is when you finally bring the cold sharp metal edge to your skin, drag it along your wrist, as smooth as butter. And its that moment when you feel that stinging sensation but don't give a damn because the Crimson drops of blood coming out of your wounds is too beautiful, its that moment when you're finally happy.
You actually genuinely feel happy.
You could laugh,
Smile,
And make jokes without having to worry about people seeing through the lies.
And at night, you roll up your sleeve, reach for your blade that's located in the small little ring box hiding under your bed and relieve yourself. You're bleeding all over your floor but you don't care because for once, you're
Happy.
