your addictions are so sublime
i look at these scars on my legs and arm and i want them to be gone. they are, after all, my self defence system kicking in. a mechanism in my brain to stop people from getting close to me. but now, there�s one in particular that i want to let in. i want him to see the most intimate parts of me. except for those scars because he doesn�t need to have to deal with that.
but how can they be gone when every day i have to remind myself that deliberately hurting myself is a bad thing.
this is the diary of a reformed cutter.
well, until the next heartbreak comes along.
i guess everyone has their own demons to face.
i realised on friday night that it hurts to breathe without him.
03/06/2004 22:19