Anyone still up?
***posable trigger***
I feel so alone right now, like the blade is the only one who understands me, I have to go lay down like a good girl and pretend to sleep, afraid of what is behind my eyes, afraid sleep will show me the horror trapped inside, the same horror I try to expel drop by drop each time i, cut, I wish I was brave, brave enough to cut out these eyes, but I am not, so off to bed(not sleep) I go, knowing that even there I have a blade in reach
This is as ok as I seem to get
I want to rip out my stitches and bleed... Feel the pain...