You say that you're never going to hurt yourself... i believe you... but what i can't promise is that i'll never hurt myself... my leg still hurts form my last cutting... and the blood is still fresh... you say that i'm being jeckyl and hyde... i'm gonna clear this up... i DON'T want you out of my life, but you said that you needed me out of yours... so i'm working on letting you out of my life... i know that it's a hopeless case, because you already have a room in my heart... so all i can say is goodbye, and hope that i won't do anything stupid... i do care about you... and i can't help it... you're like the scars and fresh cuts on my leg... it'll take a while for you to be gone... out of my life... but every time you say something to me... it gives me a hope that you want to talk... i am TRYING to let you live your life without me... and i haven't really made any contact with you at skool... or e-mailing... i still text you because it's the fastest way to contact you... I'm sorry that my last post made you cut again... for the last time... I really just don't get you some times... i want you out of my life... but i can't get you out of my head... i'm sorry if you didn't want to hear this... and i'm sorry that you thought that i was trying to hurt you... i was VERY mad when i wrote that last post... and i cut after i posted it... should i delete it??
Peter Griffin: "Holy Crip he's a Crapple!"
~Baby
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