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Because.....give me one good reason!


I have to go to the fucking head doctor tomorrow, I really fuckig hate that. There are alot of things I hate I guess.
The first and formost is someone being less than honest to me. If you do not want to talk to me tell me that, don't tell me you have to go . You holler "you never believe me." Give me a reason. Just because iam nut a bottle full of fucking bubbles, does not mean  I do not want to talk to you. You wonder why? Why  I wanted to cut all fucking weekend?
 I needed you friday...very much. You call and tell me to meet you and then less than an hour later you  leave a message on my phone saying...you are not going to meet me, not telling me why. You know  I can not call you back. Read more »


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

why do I feel this way?


Why?

Am I Really? Getting tired of all the bullshit and not good enoughs. Why do I even bother? To many fakes in this world. Tell me the truth, not a lie. I am so tired. I look at my knife...she calls me daily. I keep her hidden, but I Know were she is. I know were I put her. She is behind glass and not on my keychain anymore.She is beautiful. I miss her. She loves me and I love her. She lets my feelings flow....I can feel the warm blood running down my arm. I see the deep red color and welcome it back into my world.....fully. I will hide my cuts as I have been warned of my job if they see one cut. They would not have known if my so called bestfriend  would have not told on me. That is what I get for being bestfriends with one of the bosses. We were close before she became one of them. FUCK her and everyone else to. Do not try to understand me...you never will. I do not want anyone to..This is my life, I choose, not you.


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

Disappointment

Life does not  go as you want. Things do not always go the why you hope. Wondering huh? Okay. This week  I to an open call. And as you prolly guessed idid not make it. What does one do when dissapointment falls in your lap? Two things. First you can feel sorry for yourself. Do something you promiced you would not.( BABY I  DID NOT CUT) Will this change the outcome? NOPE! Then you just feel the disappointment of hurting yourself yet again.  Now you can male the right choice and take it as a learning tool. It is okay...ya can not always win. There is always a next time. I am working on my next time. Life goes on. My support system was strong, even when I found out the news. I am truly LOVED. So whatever you plans, just keep your head up. You are were  you are supposed to be.


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

Disappointment

Life does not  go as you want. Things do not always go the why you hope. Wondering huh? Okay. This week  I to an open call. And as you prolly guessed idid not make it. What does one do when dissapointment falls in your lap? Two things. First you can feel sorry for yourself. Do something you promiced you would not.( BABY I  DID NOT CUT) Will this change the outcome? NOPE! Then you just feel the disappointment of hurting yourself yet again.  Now you can male the right choice and take it as a learning tool. It is okay...ya can not always win. There is always a next time. I am working on my next time. Life goes on. My support system was strong, even when I found out the news. I am truly LOVED. So whatever you plans, just keep your head up. You are were  you are supposed to be.


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

emotions and marks

Emotions and marks


Scars, scars, scars. Can you see my scars?
I keep them hidden, from you, from me, from the world.
Pain, pain, pain. Can you feel my pain?
I keep it hidden from you, from me, from the world.
Fear, fear, fear. Can you  feel my fear?
I keep it hidden from you, from me, from the world.
Tears, tears, tears.Do you see my tears?
I keep them hidden from you, from me, from the world.
Anger, anger, anger. Do you  feel my anger?
This I can not keep hidden.
Rage, rage , rage. Do you feel my rage?
This I can not keep hidden.


Forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness.....
You will never get this from me.
I will never forgive you.
I will always remember you.
Not the way a daughter should remember daddy.
I remember how it felt when you touched me.
I rememeber how after years away from you...
you asking  for my forgivines.
 I remember even then being scared of you.
I was with my new family...still you were a monster to me.
I still see that scared little girl.
I see her dirty and cold. Read more »


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

HURT

Hurt is not just a word. If  you are reading this, you know.  I seem to be very good at hurting the people I love the most. Sometimes they just pass it  on, like everything is cool. That is not always the case. Somebody that cares deeply for me got in my path tonite. He was in it since last nite. Anyway,  I know he cares.  I know he loves me and just wants to help. What do I do? Strike.  I hurt him bad...some wounds do not heal easy. I almost lost him.I would have been so lost with out him. I know I keep hurting him ans he keeps coming. He did hurt me back tonite....sometimes a taste of your own medicine is hard to take. It makes you realize that hurt is not just a word, but a feeling.A very true feeling. Why is it  I can go to work and deal with  tons of teens, encourage them. Then in the same day hurt a friend, a family member?   A  girl was upset today over her grades. her mom was on her ass...her mom is always on her ass. Sucks. Anyway..she was telling me about it today. I told her she could do it, that I had faith in her. Know  what she said? She asked me why? She said nobody else ever did. Read more »


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

Better end to a Shitty begining...

Your wondering what I am talking about huh? My week did not start so great. I ended up breaking a promise, first to myself. I am far from proud of that. Second,I broke a promise to a  very close friend.I am not proud of that either. My week got better, not at first, but soon enough. I work at a middle school...yeah a middle school. The same old shit as when  i was in middle school. Same clicks. Same meaness. Same wanna be's. Anyway there is  a student that you can just tell is ..a loner. Last year he sat alone at his lunch table. I could never get him to  come in to eat lunch. Everyday I asked, everyday he said no, iam okay. One day i saw him with his mom and understood completely why he was the way he is. He saw me and looked away, red faced. She was awful! I pretended to  not see him or his desgusting mother! Anyway summer came and went. This year  he has came in to eat almost everyday to lunch. I make a point to say hi, or "  iI am glad your here today." He just lights up. The look on his faceand the smile is so perfect. Do I know what his home life is like? No. I can only guess. Read more »


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

Today I broke my promise.

Today I broke my promise. I could not give you today. You did ask. My day went to hell. My week went to hell and it is only fucking tuesday.  I Said only ask for today. I gave you two months. I think you truly have no clue of my life.  I know you try. Still not even close.  I guess your are no longer proud of me,are you?  I could tell when we spoke. You thought I was fucking bragging of it? No not bragging baby. I hurt you,  I know. You hurt me too.  I could not be what you wanted today. I am not a fucking switch either.  I never said you were or even implied that. I am very patient with you.  I thought you knew that.  Ilove you. I cut deep tonite. I missed the blood.  I missed the rush.  I missed the  feel of being in control. I am in control with my knives and razors. They never let me down. They never go behind my back. You know who I am talking about. Yeah the high school cheerleader is fucked up. She loves deep, she hurts deep. She is not perfect. She has no control in her life...but when she pulls out her knives...she is in complete control.  I am that girl.


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

I can make it.......

It seems like a small thing to some. What you ask? I am a cutter.  I think  about it everyday. I wear rubberbands  on my wrist to help with the urges. You think that is strange? Nope, it really helps me. I have had tons of bruising, but no cuts .  I have went a whole month. I am so proud of myself. I have an awsome  support system.  I have reliazed I need to be here. My past is dark and scary, but  with  strength and support my future looks  great. Somethings are ment to be, even though  we do not understand them. Are we ment to?  I do not know, I do not care. I know I will still have hard days, dark days. I also know.....I will make it.

Thanks for believing in me.  I love you for so many reasons, but that is the one that I love you for the most. You  make my feel ....like I matter.


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()

WHAT ABOUT NOW?

It never fails, I push you and and you draw me closer. I truly do not understand you, why do you bother with me? I  tell you ..I do not want to be here anymore. You tell me why  I need to be here. You get me more than my family does. They just want to bandage the issue.  I know they care, but I think I am to much for them. I know I scare you , baby. I know you  loose sleep over me . You tell me you are here for the long haul. Do you reliaze how long that could be? Do you really love  me that much? I am your angel of the morning...and we know how that song ends. I need you  in my life, I want you in my life. I just  really do not know how much more of life  I can take.  I  am afraid of what  I can do to myself.  Iam afraid of hurting everyone. I know  life is not the cheerleader world  I came from. I know not everyone is like my  rapist father, foster homes, abusive mothers that love to hit  their child because  "daddy" paid more attention to them and not mommy. I see horrable things  at work, you know this. It hurts to see other children go through the same thing. Read more »


Blog entry published by 2 years ago ()