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by *Natalie* Mar 14, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I don't know why i do this i don't know why i care but all i know is this much i cant stop to even stare people tell me that its wrong but what they don't realize, is how my feelings are so strong they say i do it for attention they say i do it for the charm so i look at the blood running down my arm, and think to myself what harm, what harm people my think my life is so fine but they have no clue because its only mine i don't know why i started but i know i just cant stop id tell my self i would but it'd just be another lie tomorrow would be another day and of course there'd be another cut a cut to remember all my awful memories a cut to remember how f ucked my life is w/t all those awful thoughts.