0 years, 0 months, 0 weeks, 0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, and 0 seconds clean.

i wish i could reset.
i wish the number wouldn’t reset when i slide blades like a debit card
the transaction i make for pain is selfish.
every time i give into the impulse
the inclination that i am not beautiful
i watch my number go back to 0000000.
zero.
nothing.
no accomplishment made, sorry.
all failure achieved, but no prize.
what is the price for failure?
more pain? reset the number once more as form of punishment for the previous time you reset?
a constant cycle of swipe
blade accepted
blood pouring from the crevices of my skin that were separated by the purchase of what? temporary happiness?
the sense of numbness and euphoria lasts seconds, but i go back for more every single time i suffer.
it’s disgusting
i’m disgusting
swipe
accept
repeat.

0 years, 0 months, 0 weeks, 0 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes, and 0 seconds clean.
would you like to start again?