I hate promises I can't keep. Such as the one I made to my friends that I wouldn't cut again. Or the one I made where I said I wouldn't try to kill myself tonight or any other night.
I'm such a failure.
I'm resorting to random objects just to cause pain. Even now, I'm looking at a stapler and wanting to just put that small piece of metal through each of my fingers and through my wrist and arm and everywhere. Every little bit of pain and blood counts when all you want to do is die.
I pushed myself too hard this time. I'm not sure I can come back off this high. When I do, I want to crash so hard that I never have to wake up again.
So here we go...
I'm such a failure.
I'm resorting to random objects just to cause pain. Even now, I'm looking at a stapler and wanting to just put that small piece of metal through each of my fingers and through my wrist and arm and everywhere. Every little bit of pain and blood counts when all you want to do is die.
I pushed myself too hard this time. I'm not sure I can come back off this high. When I do, I want to crash so hard that I never have to wake up again.
So here we go...