I’ve been cutting myself for an hour or two without really having a reason. I was actually in a pretty good mood when I started. Then I just starting crying really hard all of a sudden and started counting how many cut I have. I can’t even count how many scars cause I’ve gone over them so many times. But I’ve got about 50 fresh ones. I don’t know why I cut myself. I don’t know when it got so out of hand. And I don’t think that I can stop.
