I've Had A Thought.

I Accidentally Started Cutting Again. =/

I Hate It.

But It's The Only Thing That Calms Me Down.

One Thing That Gets Me Though, My Mum Saw My Arm, & All She Said Was

'You Should See Michelles' Hers Are Alot Worse'

I'm Sorry...Are You Yet Again, Comparing Me? Comparing Me When I Feel My Worst?

So Should I Dig A Bit Deeper For You To Actually Talk To Me?

Whatever.

I Had An Idea Though, To Stop It.

Once These Have Healed, & The Scars Have Somewhat Faded, I'll Get A Tattoo..

Surely That'd Work?

Would Stop Me Ruining The Tattoo.

Or Maybe It's Just An Exuse For More.

Ha.