Experience Tumblr Like Never Before
im.fucked. I'm fucking fucked.
mom went through my room to look for something and found my box. of all my razors. AND FUCKING TOOK THEM.
she left a note of telling me to talk to her but how do I explain this shit!? how do I explain why I cut!? i don't even do it for normal reasons or depression at this point.
what do I say. oh yeah, I cut just for the hell of it? out of habit because I'm addicted? for the blood and scars? like yes, I do it when I'm upset and/or depression too, but not even I know why I do this anymore!?