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I dropped a lit match onto my palm just now, and let it burn into my hand.
Last week, I put out my cigarette by grinding it into my chest, above my heart.
I'm so ******* lonely.
I love my girlfriend, and she loves me, but I can never see her. And she is sick and I can't do anything for her. I feel impotent and useless and the fact that she doesn't need me the way I need her makes me die a little inside. It is terrible to be a mix of rage and sadness. I want to burn my other hand.
Last week, I put out my cigarette by grinding it into my chest, above my heart.
I'm so ******* lonely.
I love my girlfriend, and she loves me, but I can never see her. And she is sick and I can't do anything for her. I feel impotent and useless and the fact that she doesn't need me the way I need her makes me die a little inside. It is terrible to be a mix of rage and sadness. I want to burn my other hand.