So much has ripped at the wounds as of late.
I'm torn, I'm broken.
I wish to let the pain flow with the crimson stream. I have kept my promise, my love, but thoughts of the never ending brilliant blackness has beckoned me closer. The thought of never waking from my peaceful sleep brings a smile to my face.
Let me sleep...

I know it doesn't seem like much but my year 12 semester 1 Biology exam is over, I'm so happy. I was all worried about it for months, though no one kinda noticed (cause I'm a quiet stresspot). Now, I'm going to put lots of glucose into my body which will turn into Glycogen and then if there is too much glycogen stored in my muscles and liver, I ( Read more... )

I'm sick of the violence ( Read more... )

Yeah, as the title hints towards. I cut myself, for pure enjoyment, and bordem, and anger at myself. Haha. Typical little sadistic bitch, arn't I? At least from what I've been told. I'm going to see if I can get photos of my arm and stomach and put links to them sometime ( Read more... )

First entry. Mm. Nothing much to say.
I'll be writing shit in this from my actual journal, so this is will be full of fucked up thoughs about myself and people around me. Names may or may not be changed.
By the way. Fuck you, you fucking dirty tryhard, Belinda and fuck you hypocritical hippo, Renee. :)