I feel the cold metal hit my skin. I run it across my wrist again.

Let me make this simple, I want to end my life because you are in it.

No one will ever understand my pain completly. So I stopped caring...

No matter how much I don't want to cut anymore. i can't help but grab my razor blade

Love is always hungry. Always looking for a heart to eat and make it bleed out.

We are all waiting in a long line just to die.