Why has it gotten to the point where I fantasise about slicing through my skin with a knife?
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Why has it gotten to the point where I fantasise about slicing through my skin with a knife?
We have friends to have fun and if we ever have to let something off our backs we tell them. Then why is it that almost every time i want to say something i am afraid that they will look at me differently and treat me differently.Is it because I actually care about what they think, but then who the hell am I supposed to talk to.
Honestly what really makes me upset about all of this is that the violence hasn’t solved anything. Yes, the verdict of the trial was completely unfair to the family. But it’s not just whites that discriminate. It’s every race. No one likes anyone. Everyone blaming the whole “cracker” race is equally as racist and discriminating against Blacks. Honestly If you’re a shitty person then you’re a shitty person. Skin color doesn’t do justice to your actions.!
I know I shouldn't care this much that I don't have you anymore, because you couldn't hold a conversation, and you weren't all that nice. But I miss your arms and your warmth and the obnoxious teal jacket you let me borrow. You made me happy, even though I didn't show it very well, obviously. I cried to you and you left and I shouldn't care but I do. I care I care I care.
If I don't hear from you tomorrow, I'm letting it go. There's nothing else for me to do, because I don't even know if what you want is what I want and what I want is what you want. I don't even know what I want.
My life is a mess and I know I should probably keep you out of it so I can get it together, but then I think "I haven't been together in a long, long time". Maybe I need someone who gets that, and I don't know if you ever will. I'm insecure and emotional and I don't know how to stop from crying sometimes. Its not anything you do or don't do, but sometimes I'm just sad and I don't know why.
Maybe I'm too much to handle, and maybe I stress you out, but maybe there's nothing I can do to change that, and maybe that's not a bad thing.
I think maybe we could be good, if I just relax and you grow up a little, but maybe that ship has sailed.