have fun with my leftovers
addicted to self destruction
but i feel so ugly naked.
i don’t even have to cut anything all i have to do is THINK, FEEL and it’s like a knife slicing into my heart you feel like you want to die but you know you like the pain then again you wonder whether feeling nothing at all is better
sometimes i think my heart is dying because i’m numb but then there’s that spark of pain that reminds me that i’m stuck here still
sometimes i wish i could be asleep forever because i don’t want to be awake.
i wonder how many times i can throw my phone in anger before it breaks but seems like it’s still going strong!