Why Would I Need To Cut Myself Your Words Cut Just As Deep And Are Just As Sharp.

i feel like such a fucking problem

Just when you think you’ve reached the bottom, the ground splits again

death is my one true lover.

I’ve been engaging in behaviours not beneficial to my wellbeing

Or just ignore me I guess, that doesn't hurt at all...

i was so naive covering my body with scars thinking that somebody would notice and care, now i know that nobody cares no matter how bad it is and now im left with my body covered in scars. all for nothing.

they will never want me as much as i need them

I want this to be serious but I'm also like rlly afraid.

Theyre wonderful, they absolutely are, the person I'm afraid of is myself. I'm afraid of fucking up, afraid of not loving enough, so afraid my mind makes up this concept of loving too deeply and being afraid of that because I'm afraid of being hurt or crossing the wrong lines.