This has been the best six months of my life but it’s time for a new chapter in our life to begin(: I’ll always love you baby
Anyone with it can tell you. It starts off with tears… a fair few. alot. Alot of tears. Maybe your eyes stumble across something sharp.. a razor. Now there’s your first cut. it’s only small, but it’s the start of something big. You keep going, it feels.. good. You stop, stop crying, and sleep. A baby cut started this. Next time you’re upset, you cry. again. You grab the razor, again. this time it’s worse. You get it on your school dress.. fuck. You stop crying, sleep. Next time, you don’t cry. you just cut. that’s all that’s left. You get angry.. it’s not deep enough. you try harder. you’re satisfied.. you sleep. The next time? it’s worse. you want it ALL to end. you just want it gone.. this pain, this feeling… this life. You try to commit. There’s not enough pills, fuck. Sleep is your only option now. you wake up to the sound of your family. They hadn’t even fucking noticed.. Hm. but next time? You’ll just try the blade again, surely your troubles wont be worse.. they weren’t. But you are addicted to the pain.. wanting out. So you try, and you try, and you try. I mean, what’s stopping you? You’re bestfriends? they let you bleed. That cute boy you talk to at school? He likes her. Your family? Don’t make me laugh… Well, thats what you think. One day these attempts are going to go too far, and that one little cuts going to go too deep. Anyone wanting to Self harm, you don’t know what you’re getting yourself into
(Source: selfh4te)
