The worst part is when you can't stop. You're fighting and getting better then you see something as simple as a butter knife to trigger you. And the cycle begins again. But you enjoy it

The deeper you go the more dangerous it becomes. But you continue. You're gone past the point of caring. These scars on your body swallow you whole. You are your scars. Not your mistakes.

It's beginning to get cold again, a prime season for cutters. Remember to be nice and love your friends. You don't know what they might be hiding.