Sliced my wrist. :/
Well, i dont know what happened.
Two years ago, i sliced my wrist when i was in the 6th grade. It was really deep. Blood kept gushing out. I didnt know how it happened , but i promised myself and my parents i'd never do it again.
But, last April 11, 2011. I lost my mind. I didnt know what i should do about my problem. All week all i did was cry.
No one bothered to listen to my problems, no one wanted to listen, so i found this sharp object, and I sliced my wrists again. I did it during 11 in the evening, in the garage, where no one can hear me . I didnt make it deep enough. I just wanted to feel PAIN. Pain can make the bad feelings go away. Pain can make everything absent and its just the Pain and me that is left, fighting each other.
HERE'S THE PHOTO OF MY WRIST http://twitpic.com/4mdhab
Well, i dont know. Cutting my wrist just seemed like the right thing to do. I know its bad. But I hate my family. I hate everyone who is always busy with stuff that they dont have time FOR ME. I lack attention. I lack love. I lack love from my parents.
ANYWAY, SUICIDE IS THE BEST THING TO DO. But i aint gonna die. I WANNA MEET MY BIAS FIRST THEN HANG MYSELF IN MY ROOM. OH WELL.
IM A LONELY GIRL.
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