Sometimes I don't understand what I'm thinking. Yea. I'm crazy.
It's hurting again. And I remember yesterday, I cried so hard till I couldn't breathe properly. But.. when I dug my fingernails into my leg, deep into my leg, I could breath properly. The mother fucking hell is wrong with me. I tried it a few times. & when I dug my fingernails into myself, my breathing, from struggling to clearly. Scary, how pain actually scares people but save me.
Isabel 'em don't understand what pain does to me, it saves me. Fuckyea. Okay, I'm scared of myself. I'm scared one day, I'd just kill myself unknowingly. It hurts.
Well, love? Fuck it. It destroys friendship. I wish I'd never love again. How young are we now? 14. Love? It's like sucha foreign thing to me. Despite how easily I say I love someone.