One of those days.

[struggles_inc]

Just cut my wrist again. It's one of those days when I self harm any way possible. Starve myself, cut, put cigarettes out on my skin and remind myself that there's no one I hate more than I hate me.

 

[Freimann]

I feel you. Never been into that kind of stuff. I wonder how it feels. I mean, aren't you in enough pain already? Why inflict more?

 

[struggles_inc]

I feel you. Never been into that kind of stuff. I wonder how it feels. I mean, aren't you in enough pain already? Why inflict more?

It feels like you're hurting your worst enemy, the person responsible for all the shit in your life. I just poured some pure alcohol on my cuts and it hurts like fuck.

 

[Freimann]

It feels like you're hurting your worst enemy, the person responsible for all the shit in your life. I just poured some pure alcohol on my cuts and it hurts like fuck.

Must feel like heaven.

 

[struggles_inc]

Must feel like heaven.

Kind of does after it's done. Like you've done something actually good and made the world a better place.