Diary
of me
Today is the second day.February
9th,2012
Last night I drew another 3 butterflies on my wrist and hip
And honestly,I don't know if they can stop me from
cutting
The razor looks so beautiful
shiny,inviting
Ok,below is a poem I wrote:
Across her bed she lies
Around here neck,something is tied
Her wrist is red
Blood leaching on the her bed
A slit of her wrist
Her neck in a twist
And there lies the Girl that everyone saw smiling
But inside,she was dying
Diary
of me
Today is the first day.Feb.8th,2012
I;m new to witty
Well,not really
I have another account
but this one is my diary
Let me start off will saying
I am 13.I am a Cutter
I started cutting in 7th grade,October of 2010
And right now,my wrists are scarred,so are my thighs and
ankles
And right now I have 4 butterflies on my
wrists.