*lick* The photo is kinda nuts to see for those who have never gone in that direction, but it's at least a lot more "tame" than what I've seen or done to myself. I'm freakin' glad I don't have any visible scars to show, but the one on my arm where my vein was pulled out. : ) I knew how to hide and get rid of the possible scars, and to help myself by literally learning how to suture my own cuts!! : ) I'm thirsty... : ) *Big Hugzz* Your poem reads like addiction and that can change. When you meet someone who is crazy about you and you become confused why he can't accept that you have turned your wrists into bumpy meat because of all the cutting, then that may be too late to change, but your outlook on it will change. It HAS to because drug use in the future is almost inevitable or even eating disorders. It's NOT right, but it DOES feel normal to you right now. Cutters I knew took pills and died, shotguns to their heads, and OD'd... two of them two years ago this past January. Girls with the eating disorders are all gone .....dead, except for one that writes poetry now. They all wasted away and had their wide range of destructive issues, but they don't anymore. It is what they always told others they were hoping for. ....not me. I was told different because I befriended them and introduced them to healthier distractions!! : ) The wrists burn for a reason.... it's not supposed to happen and one day it will go too deep. There is an artery by yor thumb and wrist and it will bleed and shoot blood farther and faster than the one in the neck. That is the ACTUAL place where they used to impale the nail for crucifixion, and not through the palm!! The palm couldn't take the weight of the body, but the fatty section where one of the top three most painful nerves and artery is, does!! : ) Hug my bunny, Taylor. : )
*lick* The photo is kinda nuts to see for those who have never gone in that direction, but it's at least a lot more "tame" than what I've seen or done to myself. I'm freakin' glad I don't have any visible scars to show, but the one on my arm where my vein was pulled out. : ) I knew how to hide and get rid of the possible scars, and to help myself by literally learning how to suture my own cuts!! : ) I'm thirsty... : ) *Big Hugzz* Your poem reads like addiction and that can change. When you meet someone who is crazy about you and you become confused why he can't accept that you have turned your wrists into bumpy meat because of all the cutting, then that may be too late to change, but your outlook on it will change. It HAS to because drug use in the future is almost inevitable or even eating disorders. It's NOT right, but it DOES feel normal to you right now. Cutters I knew took pills and died, shotguns to their heads, and OD'd... two of them two years ago this past January. Girls with the eating disorders are all gone .....dead, except for one that writes poetry now. They all wasted away and had their wide range of destructive issues, but they don't anymore. It is what they always told others they were hoping for. ....not me. I was told different because I befriended them and introduced them to healthier distractions!! : ) The wrists burn for a reason.... it's not supposed to happen and one day it will go too deep. There is an artery by yor thumb and wrist and it will bleed and shoot blood farther and faster than the one in the neck. That is the ACTUAL place where they used to impale the nail for crucifixion, and not through the palm!! The palm couldn't take the weight of the body, but the fatty section where one of the top three most painful nerves and artery is, does!! : ) Hug my bunny, Taylor. : )
My name is Taylor Bigelow, I am eighteen and I absolutely love my boyfriend, my cats, music, writing, and playing my trumpet.
Some of the bands I listen to are: Pierce the Veil, Sleeping with Sir.. more..