Cutting.

I used to cut every day. I did this a few years ago. For a year straight, I`d wait til midnight to dig the blade deep. So I did. I`d wince at the pain. But that pain. That pain felt good. I liked that pain. I would have rather felt that than what was going on Then there was days when I wanted to cut, but couldn't. So what I did was I took hand sanitizer, and poured it on my cuts. It did burn, but yet again, I liked the burning. Now, I know my life is not all that bad, I`m not trying to say it is. and I know there are people who unfortunetally (?) have it worse than others. Now I`m not complaining I`m not trying to say "Oh my like suck I wish I`d die already." No. If I wanted to die, I would have done that a long time ago. I love my life. There are some down falls here and there but hey, it happens to the best right?