I didn't SI today. I sliced my finger but that wasn't on purpose. (Even though I was happy it happened) that doesn't count.

I didn't purposely make myself bleed. Now I'm away from my room, therefore, away from my blade. So I am safe til tomorrow night. Then I will do it again.
(I have no idea why I'm typing this. I just felt compelled to.)
As soon as I am in my room, alone, I will cut and bleed once again. I will feel the pain of justice. The pain I need to feel to be alive. The blood is the justice of what wrong I have done to deserve this hell.
I can't wait!

I'm not sure what I hope to gain from posting this, but I just feel like I'm supposed to tell somebody what I feel....
Weird.