Black.
Definition? Devoid of light, completely dark, total darkness.
Yes, that seems about right.
I cut myself yesterday. I had already promised my one true love that I wouldn't and I broke it. I broke that promise. It wasn't like it was my fault or anything. I mean, what else are you supposed to do when your own mother calls you a fat-ass bitch? As if I wasn't insecure enough? As if I didn't already know that she hates my fucking guts?
Well, it's not like she means it when she says that she loves me. She doesn't even know me.
She doesn't know that I cut myself.
She doesn't know that I think about brutally murdering people.
She doesn't know the shit that I've gone through.
She doesn't know the pain I've suffered through, all the time faking every smile.
She just doesn't understand.
I really don't think anyone ever will.
-Samantha
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Sam. I feel like I was reading something that I would have written myself. My name is Samantha also, 14, I cut too, my parents hate me.. Couldn't care less about me... I'm stuck in my own haze of violent and sarctic depression. I'll find myself laughing at how pathetic I am. But on the inside I'm so fucking confused. I've attempted suicide but I never succeed... But I'm not here to complain about me. I'm here to tell you that I do understand what you've gone through. You're definitely NOT alone...
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