tryingtoswiminaworldsoshallow

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Joined: July 7, 2012
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Location: 6 feet under the ground

Quotes by tryingtoswiminaworldsoshallow

My mom might have cancer,
so I've decided to stop cutting for her
I want  her to know she raised a strong independant girl
I want her to be able to look into my eyes,
and see her little girl again
Pain cannot be stopped, we must feel pain to know we're alive.
I think that's why I cut, because I don't really know if I'm here, until I feel
the pain from the blade. Because mentally, I'm dead inside.

Smile c:
                                   it's worth it
         


              I want to give up so badly. I just want to stop trying,
              Stop feeling. I don't want to hurt anymore. I don't want
             to disappoint anymore. I want to stop failing. I want to cut
              so much, I just want to run away. But I know I can't do that.
             Part of being human is feeling pain. So for now, I'll just float away
            In my dreams, & everytime I feel hopeless, I can close my eyes and just fly away 
The cuts get deeper, more & more lines appear
I find myself constanly begging to just dissapear 

The scars become more visible
the wounds don't seem to heal
Who knew my nightmares would turn so real?
I always cry, feel dead inside.
If I don't want to live, is my last option to die?
I haven't even written a word, & tear just ran down my cheek
Who knew the strong girl, felt this weak ?
I started to break down before even expressing how I feel
Words are just words, til the pain turns real
Just a vent

I hate it. Friends are supposed to make you feel better about yourself, not bring you down. But you constantly make fun of me. If someone says something embarassing about you, you drag me into it [even if I wasn't even involved] and you say something embarassing about me. You constantly bring up memories or things I've done that I don't want to be remembered. & what really gets me mad the most, is you'll make fun of yourself, and then say something more embarassing about me. Why bring it up ? It's killing me.
There's a difference between
crying for help
&
seeking attention