How people look at me when I tell them I wanna cut every inch of my body and go to the mental hospital so I can finally be in a place where I feel free of responsibilities and cared about:
“you look sick” why thank you
if you're on instagram get off that thing and go outside
if you're on tumblr hold fast and keep scrolling soldier
i started cvtting again only a few months ago and i told myself id never hit beans bcuz they freaked me out but,, recently theyre all i can think abt
“Killing yourself wont solve your problems!!!”
Bitch i AM the problem
I'm shit at art, but give me a blade and some tissues and I'll make a masterpiece.
“It’s not that deep” well the çvts I made are
me when the days start blending together and I can't remember what I'm supposed to be doing
”I must be faking for attention” I say in complete isolation.
i wanna decorate my wrists and forearms with beautiful scars, so everyone can see them and admire how pretty i look with them... but for some reason i live in a world where barely anyone views them like that?? weirdos