ok so i guess after i thought it was all over i cut again the pain is so nice the blood isnt too bad because i used a ribbed knife its all my fault. or his fault.. i can't make up my mind. but i know its only what i deserve.. i'm a failure as a person and as a friend and as everything else i've ever tried to be or will ever try to be. i'm pretty sure of that. i'm not sure why people even talk to me. he tells me often enough when i'm running around after him how much of a bitch i am. and i'm a liar too. i'm a liar to me and to everyone else. ''yeah, i've stopped cutting my ugly arm...really i have...'' and ''yeah, i'm goin to see the counselor tomorrow, he seems really nice'' ha, i'm such a stupid fuckin liar and definitely deserve this pain and any other pain i'm going to have in the next 30 seconds after clicking ''submit new thread'' shit i'm crying. i'm crying over him. of all people on the whole planet who i could possibly cry over its him?