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words hurt. alot. i'm sensitive, who doesn't know that. cry cry cry. tears tears tears. all because of that sentence you said. seriously made me stun for a minute, staring into mid air. i didn't think you'd give up on me. but you did. it's alright. i suffer. you don't have to stop me from suffering. my fault. to all cutters out there, agree with me ? that physical pain, is much much more easily tolerated then emotional pain. been awhile since i last did things like this. a very very long while. but now. everything's starting again. hmmm. right arm. full of cuts. hurts. but it's better than a heart that keep getting hurt. distractions are needed sometimes. my heart can't take any more. blogging won't help that much either. since nothing is changing. i know, cutting won't help too. but i feel better. i feel hurt physically, so the emotional hurt is not felt, for the time being. only for the time being. maybe i'm delaying the pain, i don't know. what if i am ? i can't take anything harsh now. you want to see me crash and break ? say something hurtful straight in my face. i will so foolish things for you. sigh. people who care, don't know. people who know, don't care. wonderful right ? i never thought it's be like this. never in my life. maybe, i really shouldn't be here. shouldn't be anywhere. not in famiree. not in Students' Union. not in your heart. not anywhere. argh. fuck everything. cutting ftw. i didn't say this to you when we separated, i'm sorry.
ily.
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