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whats it matter any more if i cut my wrist or not its not like anyone cares anyways i just want the cold metal against my skin you know the feeling that is so relieving let the calm sirenity come. cut let it bleed out bet the pain out. i cant distinguish the pain and what is there but whatever its not like it matters last night i thought suicide i have a bottle of pills still here i have two blades at hand... want to end it giving it 48 hours and see where i am then . whats life matter anyways its all pain and hurt as it is.