~DestinyCalls~

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Self-harm isn’t about how deep the cuts are, how many there are, where you do them, how bad they scar, if one person has more than you or has gone deeper. It’s not a goddamn competition. It’s about pain, and suffering, and being trapped in your own fucking mind with no way out. It’s being so fucking desperate, and down, that you have to result to a physical pain to let out the psychological pain. I don’t give a shit who you are, if you tell me self-harm is for attention, I’m going to kick your goddamn ass.

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One of the scariest feelings in life is when you realize you aren’t afraid to die. You don’t look when you cross the road anymore. When you take pills you take however many come out. You’re not afraid when you hear those creepy creaking noises in your house anymore, because you hope they’ll get you. You seek out dangerous things, because you want to die. You stop caring about yourself, totally and completely. Nothing about you matters anymore, and at some point you look at yourself and become scared of yourself. Because you’re a monster, one who only hurts itself. And that’s scary.

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