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Broken flesh. Rusted blades. is this what you always wanted me to be? Muted tears. Mascara stains. This has gotta be what its all about. Long sleeves. Thumb holes in my shirt. Hiding Hurts. |
Preety clear that this is about cutting. You know cutting is not healthy and you're acting out on something much more deep and painful.| Posted on 2006-08-22 00:00:00 | by Lonesomeghost | [ Reply to This ] | Well..If you don't cut, then why write this piece? Are you trying to look through the eyes of others? Because if so..its not a bad piece..a little cliché, and emotional crap..But its good..I use to cut, long sleeves are still nice..scars don't exactly disappear..ya know? But anyways, if you're thinking about cutting, I have a word of advice.."Don't"..It just sucks, and its an addiction..But anyways, nice piece..short and straight to the point..Good job.. | Lucy ![]() | Posted on 2006-08-27 00:00:00 | by rainbowXrazors | [ Reply to This ] | Hah. Awesome. Completely awesome. It was sad. I got this image of me this past year at college. Hiding. Fading into the walls. Trying to hide from everyone. Especially. him. Anyways. Very good write! Very heartfelt and emotional! | BCute<3 | Posted on 2006-08-28 00:00:00 | by BCute | [ Reply to This ] | *Sits a few moments, gathering his thoughts* | First and foremost, very well written and expressive. Having experience much of this firstand, I can certainly relate. Broken flesh, rusted blades, escape of pain with bloodloss, all too familiar. An obsession, an addiction, perferrated pleasure. I love this piece, start to finish. On another note, I find it rediculously profund how you have managed to express so much in so few words, I cannot seem to keep any of my piece below 200 words. *frowns* Anyway, I am rambling now. Overall, a great job, keep up the excellent work. | Posted on 2006-09-04 00:00:00 | by The Forsaken | [ Reply to This ] | |