Pain doesnt solve problems. They say.
To me it does, to me pain does solve my problems for little bit..somehow i always lose myself cutting into my skin theres just something about it that makes me feel like all my emotional suffering is over just for the time being..once im done cutting it goes back to normal, the old depressed me..who goes in her kitchen once in a while jist to grab a knife to try and stab it into her heart..someday its going to happen..someday im going to be home alone and i will write a nice letter to people about how me killing myself was meant to be..it always was some people just dont see it yet..but than again that means those people havent seen the real me..the real me is inside crying all the time trying to act like shes fine trying to act as if nothing can hurt her, that nothing is wrong when in reality its everything, everything is wrong...