The pain's worse than this afternoon. The karneval alcohol just numbed it a bit so far. Damn. I don't want to have to go to the hospital, we still have holidays here.
I haven't scratched or cut myself for quite some time, could be almost a year, I don't know, but this time, I don't know, it's still as soothing for a moment. The pain's there. Pain's always real and true and sharp. And it's better if you have control over it.
I just don't understand it when people are denying it, or when people are denying others who are in pain. It's one thing if one doesn't care, but they're gloating everywhere, in all the communities, happy that he's down, happy that's he's hurt because - why? because he doesn't go down without a word? like others who do and then the other team plays around them or 'accidentally' kicks them while they're on the ground?
I understand one can be annoyed by his reactions, but isn't that going too far? There's a hole in his leg.
... I don't wish pain or injury on anyone. Not even on those whom I hate. Why do others?
I don't know, I feel like crying all the time. One good day and that was already too much it seems. I shouldn't be online.