i woke up this morrning in a horable mood. i didn't know why but i did. i got changed and went to get some breackfast. but there was nothing in the fridge so i passed.
i went to my room to do some writting to get my mind off of things but all i could hear was my siblings fighting again. *sighes* here we go again i thought to myself.
after i got that all together me and my mom got into a huge argument about nothing really. so i looked at her and walked away. i slamed my door behind me and sat.
i am tired of sick always getting yelled at. always getting blamed. always invisable unless they need something. im just tired period. how much more of this can i take.
i serched through my room for my blade. once i found it i started. to drain all the pain and all the sorrow in me. the guilt will never leave. the feeling so great. amazing.
you might ask why its so sattifing. there is really no reason it just is to me. the way the coldness of the blade touhes my skin. and the way the blood falls from the cut i made.
its just a awesome feeling. but i dont do it often cause then my mom would suspect something going on. she always does. witch is creepy i should say. >=) . mwa hahaha
well i shall go before i get in trouble for being on the laptop again. grrr. this is just non sence. oh well i just got to live with it. :( well until next time
XOXOXO ~amber
