I'm going crazy I swear! My mind is telling at me to cut, cut really deep. Make it bleed and drip down your arm.
I want to, so freaking bad. I want to feel the pain, I want to see the blood. I wonder how deep I could really go... Wonder if I could see my own bones if I tried.
I need it, badly.
I'm hearing voices.
I'm going crazy, ain't I!?
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A Cutters Diary (editing)
Teen FictionMy mind, my hell, my life. What I think at my darkest times and my happiest.