I know it will pass, but right now I feel like I'm suffocating. Fucking make it all stop. My head, my chest.
I figured out why cutting makes me feel better. It's a physical and metaphorical catharsis. It's like a literal action of letting all the pressure out and flow away. God, I miss it. I want to quit life. No idiots, I don't want to die, I just want to stop time. It's all too much. Fucking every day man, always on my fucking case. Just shut up.
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