I hurt myself because I know I deserve it. The voices in my head, tell me that I deserve to cut myself, that I have to punish myself for being a horrible person. Its my fault that I am just how I am, and I am the one who has to pay for it.
I cut myself, I burn myself. I starve myself. Its how I deal with things, and its how I punish myself for being me. I know that I am suppose to hurt myself. I know that I am a terrible person, who needed to be punished for everything.
I hurt myself, because I deserve it. I deserve to punish myself, to make myself pay for my mistakes. Its how I deal with it all. I cut myself, for being ughly. I burn myself for being stupid, and I starve myself for being fat.
Everyone else hurts me too, they say hurtful words, they abonde me, when they promise not to. It proves to me, that I am suppose to be in pain, I am suppose to hurt, its what I get for being a terrible person.