I have self injured about 10 years.
Im one of the adnormal SIers that started very young. I live in So. California, and my best friends are online. I love psyke.org and i love to make graphics online. But i really stopped posting them when i found them all over, people claiming they were theres. I am a very tallented artist, and writer. And i hope to hear from YOU!
Well an update, recently i was almost hospitalized 6 diffrent times, and i wanted it. Then i waited about 40 days (38, but hey who the hell was sitting there, crying each day marked and counting?) for my computer back. They also decided since i AM Anti-social and have social phobia, school would make it all better. Yeah right. Anyway, so yeah. I just got dumped on April 21st, 2003, and well yeah. I posted easter pics on the Friends and Family page. Feel free to go to the contact me page to get my contact stuff. Dont forget to sign the guest book!!!!!
More updates. Todaty was the last day of school, yano school didnt help my social phob, or anti social, but it helped me get to know people my age, and make friends.. But then today, we all cry and stuff cuz were going to different high schools. I fell in love, twice.. but thats all ill say hehehe.. I have great friends, online and offline.. if you guyd are reading this, I love you! Last night i got all dressed up and went to the grad dance, it was a hell of a lot of fun. My GPA is higher than ever before, (usually i have two d/fs and its like 3.20 but today its a 3.43 and I made honor roll! My brother is home, he was in juvi and orangewood for GTA and Destruction of property. hmm.. Thats about it... Schools out for the summer, and im dieing thinkijng about school without a few of my friends..
E - erupted with misery
L - living with hurt
F - fallen but walking
I - issolated fusion
N - nothing but addiction
J - just dying slowly inside
U - urges that cant be fought
R - remembering the feeling
E - enstigating yourself
R - remembering your still living yet not ready to die.
broken soul
beloved girl
now no more
she was hurt
she was suffering
she took a knife
and drenched herself in blood
The healing counsling
seemed to fade
she had seen what she made
pain and more misery
consumeed her last dying breaths
she whispered words
no one heard
know one will ever know
the story her words seemed to tell
Her stuffed animal shared her last breath
as the girl fell asleep
for a final time
across her mothers cheast
The little girls eyes closed
and her heart beat no more
her eye lids sobbed a story
her blood dried a pictures
her broken heart was a puzzle
and her soul lost among the wind
The little girl was know more
all we know about her story
is she knew she wasnt a little girl
and her theory of coping
came crashing down..
