i wanna cut myself and peel my skin afterwards. as it is the only way i know how to feel again. because for the past few weeks, i have been empty. i can laugh. i can speak. i can listen. i can function. but whenever i'm all alone, all i can think of is, how could i escape this without ever making a sound? how could i die without anyone noticing that i'm gone? it's almost a year already after the accident, and i sometimes wish i didn't make it. i sometimes wish i didn't survive anything.
i sometimes wish i had vanished.
