Saturday, July 05, 2008

its late...my boyfriend is laying in bed asleep...and all I can think of is what would happen if I left the house and disappeared...

I want to hurt myself, but I can't do that to him. I almost broke a mirror the other day. I wanted to put my hand through it, watch it shatter, watch my hand bleed.

I only identify life through pain. I want to suffer.

I know I'm broken.

What happens to a doll that cannot be repaired?

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