Don't worry. It doesn't hurt. I already over dosed before I did this so it doesn't hurt. It will if I live threw this shitty thing called life. People don't care how others feel. It's "oh I'm just going to make the best decision" but that's a damn lie. Because in reality, you don't give a fuck. You just wanna watch me suffer and laugh at me as I bleed. But it's okay, I laugh to. But not at the same thing. I'm laughing as I drag this pocket knife against my skin because it's hilarious that someone would hurt me so bad that I'd want to do this. And the only reason I did it on my stomach is because, well I don't have any space anywhere else. So don't worry about me. Don't care. Because you never did. You always have and always will laugh at me when Im hurting. So I'll just keep dragging the knife because I like to laugh too

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RandomAll about me baby *If I start ranting in another language it's French if you wanna translate it*