I sit here crying and it feels like the only thing I can ever trust is pain,
when I hurt, I am okay

the pain is always the same, it never changes, it never goes away,
I chose to do ti, I am in control, and it is relief, to watch the blood
to stare at the scars, to see the cuts, and I carry them around and when I look at them I smile, because I know that those cuts those marks, they are the only freinds i have

I am hugtritng so much, we are all hurting, even Pip...the big strong protecter, he is hurting adn can't protect us,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

in the end I am alll alone, and alone hurts,,,,,,,,,,,
and the memories keep coming, and i can feel it, and it makes me want to cut deeper ot draw more blodd, because maybe if I did more harm to hte bodyand punish it ofr rembering that it will stop, and we will all learn to bury the past , and pertened it nver vere happened, no mor emo

so tired.........so tiefd.........whyu does everyoen leave....why does everyone hrut su,.....why are we no more than an objetc?

WHY WHY WHY WHY WWHY???????????????????????????????????????????????

SO MUCH HRUTING WHY?????

WHY CAN'T MY LOFE BE A LIE LIKE BEFORE
LIE=LIFE...NO MORE HURT

I cry and cry...................i keep rembering more an more.......no more memoreis.......I jsut watn to foucs on the pain...we all do.............................................

so tired, we so tired, of trying, just to be hurt and used, and abandond over and over, keep isloating, distancing ourselves from others

hurt hurt hurt...that is all we want

crying crying.........