Sometimes I just sit in a corner and cut myself..
Would you care to join me?

A friend saw me with a knife in my hand, the blade against my wrist..
"why are you holding that knife against your wrist!?" she asked
i replied,"I'm not. I'm pulling it away from my arm"

Memories..
Those of your happiest moments in life..
It's great to remember such..
But then, in the end..
They'll only just be memories..
Nothing more...

I'm not hurt because I cut..
I cut because I'm hurt..

You never know how badly you've been hurt
til you take the knife out of the wound..
Only then would you realize that you were
better off with it than without..

I'd rather get hurt by your words than by your silence