I have a serious addiction. I cant stop. Its been a year and a half and i just keep finding new places. Anywhere i look are covered in scars. I dont know how to stop, and i dont know if i want to...
I knew it was too good to be true. I just knew i couldnt be happy for long.
I think i might have cut too deep this time...
I used to love the holidays. But now im crying myself to sleep on Christmas Eve, praying i dont wake up tomorrow, and i dont know what changed.
I really tried to make this work, and I hope you know that...
Im screaming on the inside, and you dont care.
I still think we were meant to be, just not forever.
-My midnight thoughts.
Well, i couldnt even go 24 hours...
Ive been clean for months before, but i just cant anymore.
I just wanna get away from it all, ya know?
I miss the stinging feeling. Even how days after i cut, it still stung if u touched it or moved the wrong way. I miss being distracted by the way the pain made me feel.