I'm a teenage girl with nothing better to do with my life. What I say is neither helpful nor interesting. I write here to try and keep my sanity. I don't do well on keeping a journal and this is easy to print out and take to my therapist.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Empty
Am I empty of blood now as well? I can feel the pain, slightly. And I can hear my skin ripping. But nothing comes out. Nothing. I guess I'll have to keep trying til it comes. There has to be something sharper than this.
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