is it the physical pain, or the emotional pain that hurts more? i held the blade, close to my wrist; pinching my skin. i wanted to dash away and feel the acid burn on my arm. but i didnt. all i could see was a reflection looking back at me through the glare of the knife. i couldnt tell who it was, but it kept me from cutting. i threw the blade and hold my head, hair covering my veiw at its best. i wanted it to happen, but i cant. i couldnt, i just couldnt.
