Couple of days ago. And why? Bcz i had nothing better to do -_-
i love blood stained towels, they look like art to me.
i have all these bottled up emotions. its like im some ticking time bomb, just a few ticks away from exploding. a few ticks away from annihilating myself and everyone around me. the world i live in sickens me to the bottom of my stomach. i wonder to myself how a world that was suppose to be so pure and angelic turned into a world of nothing but pain, suffering, and shit.
“scar tissue has no character. Its not like skin. It dosent show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no porse, no hair, no wrinkles. Its like a slipcover. Its a sheild and disguieswhats beneath. Thats why we grow it, we have something to hide.”
- Girl, Interrupted
My annihilation will be nothing of anything you think of. It will be internal. It will be the killing of every good thought and happy memory. It will be the demise of me. Who knows when or where it will come. I day dream of the day I get the courage to take pills and just see what its like to die.
Death is such a fascinating thing to day dream about. Everyone does. When youre driving over a bridge and picture it just fall into pieces while you right in the middle and your car falling into the water. How youll panic as the water starts to pour in, yet theres no way to escape. You imagine how it feels not to breath. You hold your breath and close your eyes and let the moment take you, and for that moment alone you feel the peace of death.
Some say the exit of suicide is nothing but a cowards choice but i disagree. For some its simply a calling. a chapter in ones life.
I miss you, come back.
Anonymousim sorry, i have trying to distance myself from this blog to help aid my recovery
hey what's your email? I had to delete my tumblr because of school, but I still want to be able to talk to you. PS- I used to be ripplingmirrors.
Anonymousmy email is mindofacutter@aim.com
