“you can do it, just don’t stop trying”
“who are you kidding just give up now it’s useless, just like you”
“if you take the pills you won’t have to think about it at all”
Ive given up on trying… I mean really, what’s the point? I tried so hard, I went two months without cutting. And then I relapsed and I’ve cut for three days in a row… And all that effort disappeared. All the work I did doesn’t matter, so why should I try again if I’m just gonna fail. I have the pills, I have the scissors and I’ve stopped caring how many I take or how deep I cut. It won’t be on purpose but I don’t care of it happens. Because at least if I don’t try then I can’t fail
Not the way I usually mean when I say that..
I mean if u weren’t talking to me right now, being cheesy, making me laugh, and smile and telling me you love me, I would be crying thinking about the scars and wanting to make more..
But I’m not… ‘because of you’ <3
