I'm only eighteen... My life shouldn't be misery. Yet every night, I cry, and I cut. It's been three years since this started... Almost four. It used to be no big deal, I used to be able to control it. But not anymore. Now it's like I have to... I need to. It's not a choice anymore... Why can't I stop?
DelilahDaylight DelilahDaylight
18-21, F
Jan 22, 2013