Such an inconsiderate little bitch
Go ahead, dress as provocative as wish
You only give a shit about your whore ass
Manifesting absolutely no class
You're nothing but  useless-slut
Who gives nearly no fucks
About any other individual
Or how they even feel
Maybe try thinking about everyone else
Instead of your bitch ass self

I numbed myself today
Nothing else to say

Fires died down for a bit
Easy just to sit

But I know how these things work

I’m waiting for the metamorphosis

As retardant turns to fuel
And the fire returns hungry and refreshed

Sep 1, 2013

It takes another's pain to recognize one's own,
Pain as true as the blood that in all veins flows.
I over-judge most unfairly my own vanity,
I believe 'Nothing is really wrong with me.'
For in my mind, my gifts are greater than thine.
My woes, meanwhile, mean not more than a whine.
And yet most irony finds itself hidden,
In the million cuts with which our flesh is ridden.
As your mouth opens to purge,
I devour to satisfy a monstrous urge.
Both caught in the same, unending cycle.

I blanket myself within torment and pain,
Refusing to peek into the ever soft light.
I tear at my flesh with a blade,
Hoping that doing so would end my fright.
I cry myself to sleep using my tears as lullabies,
Only to sleep a nightmare filled never-ending slumber.
I wake forcing my limp body out of bed,
Knowing that by nightfall the sorrow that the day would bring,
Is the only thing that I'll care to remember.

michelle erdman
michelle erdman
Oct 22, 2011

here's the thing
about self mutilation

it kills me
slowly softly

gives me what i need

and here's the thing about self mutilation

the red neediness
the cold pane from windows

raining outside
raining inside

i'm covered in it

i'm covered in red
red covering

my red

across my eyelids

dripping from the scar tissue
and scars to be made,
this year

and next year and next year


self mutilation
how I've missed you

ripped apart
limb by limb
shattering bone
heart caving in

self mutilation
scar after scar
empty and hollow
torn through this war

#ana   #mia   #anorexia   #tw   #selfharm   #selfinjury   #sh   #si   #anamia   #triggerwarning  
Bruised from self-mutilation
Arianna Anderson
Arianna Anderson
May 27, 2013

I could cry but tears don't bring change
Trapped in my surroundings
Why did those words neighbor my thoughts?
I guess words don't make people listen
The people need action
I'm my own minds puppet
Exhausted but not Lackadaisical
Bruised from self-mutilation

this is just a figment of my imagination
but goddamn if it doesn't slice deeper
than a copper blade upon pasty skin

questioning my worth is self mutilation
if I dethrone myself as the diary keeper
then maybe I will hear freedom's violin

a strange feeling haunts my mind. I wish I knew how to politely ask it to leave.
#freedom   #future   #hurt   #past   #thoughts   #mind  
Then comes the self-mutilation
Johnnie Rae
Johnnie Rae
Apr 21, 2012

Starts with depression,
Then comes the self-mutilation
Then comes the day where you've finally had enough,
And you feel like your done,
And you want to leave this world,
With one quick cut.

how I feel right now...not very good. 4/21/12
jeffrey robin
Nov 18, 2013



the desire

"to fall in love"

Is just a sign of being  brainwashed



Is the human response to



narcissistic blubber

fills the airways and is pure dementia



Only sadistic  dumb fucks

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