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well.... i cut, too bad... i cut a pretty cross, trying to show some faith in god by carving him in my wrist, i suppose its pretty bad, but what does it matter, i debated it for awhile, but it seemed like the right thing to do, as i sat in the water pool that has become my floor, -- the hole in my water bed, has thus flooded my room,-- so s i sat there in this puddle, after coming home from a horrible realization that i am going to be alone the rest of my life, why the hell shouldnt i cut, no one would care, it wouldnt matter, i'll be dead tomorrow and then i wont have to deal with this pain anymore, so after talking to myself for about 10 min on the subject, i did indeed cut, -----------------i'm going to go into some detail of what happend, if this bothers you, just skip over this next part i grabbed my knife, and then i thought to myself, if i'm going to die what would be the coolest thing to have on my wrist, and sense i'm a fairly strong christain person, i figured a cross would be sutable, so away i went, at first i just scrached, where it would be, the size, and then i went aross first, i placed the knife down, and i pressed down really hard, and just slowly dug into the flesh, and then i put it back in the same spot, made sure it was lined up, and i pushed down, and i went really fast ovre the already opened cut, and then i did that acouple times,going over it fast, and then then i folowed the same proses going upward, at one point i was just carving, like i was going to saw my arm off,
-------------------the gore ends now for ppl who skiped it---------------------------------------------- so then, once i saw what i had done, i put the knife away, turned off my light and just layed down on my floor, this was about 330, then around 530, i woke up all wet and everything around me was went and damn it, this, pissed me off, both waking up, but as if waking up wasent bad enough i was wet, so i just sat around, got ready for work, went to work, did the rutine shit there, came home, and updated this, |