some girl muttered, under her pretty breath, through her bubblegum round lips-
that i was a train wreck- a walking, talking, breathing, train wreck.
and i agreed.
because i'm not a beautiful suicide, i didn't land on the top of a fancy limousine, i didn't leap from the top of the empire state building,
i wreck full force and careless, i wreck into others without braking, i wreck in the middle of absolutely no where with no one to care i wreck in small towns and i ruin lives.
i ruptured their organs and i ripped their flesh- i ruined their bones and i ripped their ligaments- i readjusted their joints and i ravished their brains.
i slit their throats and wrists thighs hips just so i wouldn't feel alone they were the same as me.
Sometimes I get really upset during showers and remember I'm not a very nice person. I haven't cut in almost a year- 10/22/13.