oh the sweet
metallic smell
of blood so bright and red.and the sensation
of steel
running along your skin.how bittersweet
the sting
that makes you feel alive.small red scars
bunt against
your pale white wrist.simultaneously
beautiful and
horrifyingly monstrous.disappointing relapse,
except it
brought me back to reality.
BXFTHNGSTHTLFTNSD.
30 Day Self-Harm Challenge
Day 1: How long have you been self-harming? Discuss why you started.
It was, 5 years ago. I was devastated by everything in my life, and I cant find anywhere else to talk. One day at a bright sunny day on school, I couldn’t fight it anymore. I can’t blame people, people already hating me for reasons I don’t even know and find making any sense, so I spent it all blaming on myself. I wanted to hurt myself so badly for being, me. I couldn’t cut myself because I’m scared of blood & the pain, so I started asking my friends around to school to pinch my wrist until it turned blue and left the mark. It was simple, painful, yet somehow fun.
I’m still feeling all of those, with off course different way of harming, and I’m addicted to it. It makes me feel alive. It confirms to myself that I actually can feel something.
Why the fuck would you post a picture of fake cuts on your arm saying “LOLOL IM JUST POSTING THIS FOR ATTENTION!!” ?? Fuck you, because that is incredibly disrespectful. If people who self harm want to put a picture of THEIR body on THEIR blog, then let them! Not everbody who cuts does it for attention. Trust me, slicing your arm with a fucking knife is too painful to even be thinking “How many notes could I get for this?” You’re being INCREDIBLY rude, and I cannot believe that people think that is okay. You’re making fun of a fucking disease, and you should be ashamed and disgusted with your behavior.
omg this.
So accurate.
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