crosses

[sullgrllso]

"It wasn't a suicide attempt, it was an escape from everything awful. When we cut, we're in control - we make our own pain, ans we can stop it whenever we want. Physical pain relieves mental anguish. For a brief moment, the pain of the cutting is the only thing in the cutter's mind, and when that stops and the other comes back, it's weaker. Drugs do that that too, and sex, but not like cutting. Nothing is like cutting."
-Shelley Stoehr, "Crosses,"