Just curl up and die
i can't make this shit up.
i'm an emotional cutter.
what the hell am i doing talking to him. inviting him over. fucking him.
what the hell am i doing.
why do i keep doing it again and again and agin.
why does it feel so good but im so ashamed of it.
because reality hurts so much more.
i dont want to deal with this.
i don't want to deal with the fact that my lover's gone and everythings over. everything i wanted that i destroyed.
that no one will ever love me, especially the way i want them to. the way where you stay up all night holding them to sleep as they fall. and hold them tight and dont let go no matter what.
im tired of begging people to love me.
no one is going to love me like that except for me.
no one is ever going to hold me that tight for that long.
why does it hurt so much to accept that?
it hurts so much ive felt like i was going to puke for days.
i'm an emotional cutter.
what the hell am i doing talking to him. inviting him over. fucking him.
what the hell am i doing.
why do i keep doing it again and again and agin.
why does it feel so good but im so ashamed of it.
because reality hurts so much more.
i dont want to deal with this.
i don't want to deal with the fact that my lover's gone and everythings over. everything i wanted that i destroyed.
that no one will ever love me, especially the way i want them to. the way where you stay up all night holding them to sleep as they fall. and hold them tight and dont let go no matter what.
im tired of begging people to love me.
no one is going to love me like that except for me.
no one is ever going to hold me that tight for that long.
why does it hurt so much to accept that?
it hurts so much ive felt like i was going to puke for days.