(Trigger warning: mentions to self harm and suicidal thoughts)
Only twenty two cuts
I could've done so much worse
It gets so great
I had found two new blades
I might just go cut a little
I was clean for exactly four months
Then this happens
Just to feel something
Something I used to know
Oh and I'm still being hated for breathing
But what they dont know is
Its getting harder to breathe
They won't have to hate me for much longer
Rj is heading out for the night
So I'll sleep alone tonight
I know you want me to want you
I want to
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I always lost you
