Well, I'm cutting again. Getting more depressed. My boyfriend and I are taking a break and that is killing me more then any of you could and would ever know. I feel like I've lost a part of me. He says he will come back and it isn't forever. This as tears rained from his eyes.
I'm dead inside. No point. Promised. Can't.
His name now lays on my once un-mutilated skin. Beautiful. Perfect. No longer alone.
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