I don't know who I am. I think I am No One. I just know that I like to see blood. I use to cut to see the blood and they didn't like the scars. I like the scars. Now I pick at my body so there are scabs where no one can see them. I pick at the scabs until they bleed. I like seeing the blood on tissue. They have cut the bodies nails very short so I can't do it. Littlebit thought that Leah was doing it. Leah though that Littlebit was doing it. They don't know I am doing it. I don't know who I am. I wish I was dead. I want to take lots of pills and alcohol. But we have neither. I like seeing my blood. Maybe that will keep me living.
No one
This is a very personal blog. Read it but be aware that you may be triggered. I am not editing what I say. This whole blog has a massive TRIGGER WARNING. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
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