Did you know that i cry while i tear the bloody flesh off my wrists? Did you know that I scream at my mirror when I'm home alone? Did you know that I bled for you and I still bleed for everyone who hurts me, and for those I love too much? You were in the next fcuking room as I sliced that blade across my sensitive veins. I heard you laughing at some meaningless t.v show while i quivered in excitement as the pain coursed through my veins. you may think i\'m sick and perverted. maybe i am. but you know what? (i liked it)
