i've decided that there's really nothing wrong with me. i'm just being oversensitive. i don't have any real issues that i need to deal with. i think i just need to get over myself and realize that there's nothing wrong. excessive self-pity is unbecoming. all this makes sense when i'm reading it and i can't think of any other way to make it more succinct. still, i mope in my self-induced despair.
tonight's meditation: mutilation. self, that is
why is everyone so uptight about it. it's not like the intention is to kill yourself. the way i see it is a different way to get rid of whatever pain is inside. or maybe i mean concentrating the pain somewhere else. nevermind, that just sounds like escaping from reality. i guess it's like advil to headaches. it doesn't make the problem go away, it just makes it hurt less.
i'm in the mood to fill the need.
if all goes right, i'm gonna bleed.
the sinking feeling in my gut
goes away when i cut.
"it's a thin line between love and hate"
and this thin line makes me feel super great.
it opens up, i feel it flow.
problems leave.
just watch them go.
friends worry, because they care
for my welfare, my heath, my sanity.
they say they're trying to help me out,
but *this* is what helps me.
i've got my own issues,
this one i'd say is least.
now go about your perfect life
and let me cut in peace.
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Sol big surprise, huh.