March 10, 2013

  • TRIGGER WARNING: Self-Injury/Self-Harm

     

     

         I've spent most of my life hiding below the surface of everything just to keep sanity and being while my mind yearned for so much more. I always imagined I'd create such pretty things – of wonder, adventure, and fascination – while the actuality of my life continues to consist of the trite. It's how I came, brooding, into the world and, I imagine, it's how I shall leave it.

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

     

         Do you even get it? What it meant to cut? It meant that even those few uncontrollable emotions were silenced, that my body – for at least one moment – stopped screaming at this unsufferable world.
         "And I get it!" Chrissy screamed, swaggering about in a staggering rage. "I get why Amy fights everybody, as if the entire world owes stabbing her in the back.