When I cut, it's because I feel numb on the inside and I wanna feel pain to know that I am human, or I might be angry and to avoid hurting anyone else, I take it out on myself. Sometimes the cuts are so deep to where they bleed for hours and burn. That is how I control my emotions. When I first started cutting, the first one was on my wrist and it was really deep..... My intention was to cut a vein, but when I didn't go far enough, I just bled a lot but unfortunately didn't die. One of my friends found out and he begged me to stop and I told him only if he stopped smoking. He never stopped smoking and i never stopped cutting. I've resigned to thinking that my blade is my only friend. I'm feeling really depressed right now and I'm
going to cut soon before I jump out a window.....there's this one song by Three Days Grace that I finally understand. Its called pain and I get it now.

Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all