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[24 Oct 2006|04:28pm] |
to be honest... i confess...
cuttings been on my mind alot
i still consider my self not cutting for a year and 4 months
(except for the few goof ups that i had last month...
but i didnt know how to deal with it... )
if i told anyone...
they would think that they where cuts ..
but in my eyes i just pinched at my skin
til i got a big enough scratch with my nails
and it bled just for a little.
they wheren't really cuts..
they where more like scratches...
tiny tiny scratches...that left scars
ohh whatever i guess they where cuts...
but i promised myself not to do that again...
and to forget it happend
and i'm starting back to a year and 4 months again
its soo rough..
i've picking at my scabs atleast im not cutting
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[24 Oct 2006|09:19pm] |
I confess that I have lied to you all along, that there was much more to the story than I told you...but I cant ever say it to your face because I lied to begin with. And I know my lies were the main reason you've distanced yourself from me.
I confess I went back to his hotel room after you made me swear I wouldn't.
I confess I'm a terrible sister, and a bad daughter.
I confess that I feel lonely.
I confess that Im craving a cigarette.
I confess that I feel like drowning.
I confess that I invested too much in you. I might as well have just ripped my heart out and given it to you.
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