"it just one of those days where u dont wanna wake up, everything is fuck everybody sucks"- Limp Bizkit with every slice on my arm another tear falls from my eye. with every cut of the blade more blood drips from my arm. i stare at myself in the mirror wondering why i was made this way. i cut to kill and id kill to die, somethings just never change. i bore a hole thru the bitch infront of me, hoping she will just fade away. one day when the cuts are too deep, and im laying on the floor dieing my last words will always be just remember to forget me.