My hair colour
My inabilty to fit in
I hate me.
Thats why i cut. I slice at myself because i wish more than anything that i was anybody but me. So i destroy me instead. Sometimes i cut just to bleed. Sometimes i cut words into my thigh; the words i cannot bring myself to actually say, or the words i say but have no actually affect....
All i've ever done is try to make myself better and to live up to other peoples expectations but i can't. I fail every time therefore feeling even worse about myself..... I hate me. And i don't think anything can change that.