Dear-_-Tragedy
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I just felt so fed up and sick of it all that I just wanted to feel pain enough to resemble how I feel inside. I wanted to see the blood and see what I am missing inside. I have to be missing something. I wouldn't feel so empty if I wasn't missing something. Even in a sea of company and support and succession at uni and music I still have a deep emptiness. I wish someone could fill that emptiness but it seems impossible, too far away.
Why do I have to see beauty and have it out of my reach. Why does my brain have to see such perfection when it cannot be attained. What I want is in an impenetrable fortress and I cannot get to it so why do I need to see it. I wish I just felt nothing when I saw someone. I wish I was just a piece of sand on the beach in front of another piece of sand indifferent to the situation, yet that other piece of sand has to be beautiful and unreachable.
I have never ever felt the need to harm myself before and I always said I wouldn't do it. Yet here I am, here are the marks. I am ashamed, and worried. I don't want to do it ever again. Still I can't choose what happens just like I can't control how I see desire out of my reach. I never see attainable desire when meeting someone of beauty. I wish just didn't care about attraction; be asexual and just get on with my life, but it won't happen.
Why do I have to see beauty and have it out of my reach. Why does my brain have to see such perfection when it cannot be attained. What I want is in an impenetrable fortress and I cannot get to it so why do I need to see it. I wish I just felt nothing when I saw someone. I wish I was just a piece of sand on the beach in front of another piece of sand indifferent to the situation, yet that other piece of sand has to be beautiful and unreachable.
I have never ever felt the need to harm myself before and I always said I wouldn't do it. Yet here I am, here are the marks. I am ashamed, and worried. I don't want to do it ever again. Still I can't choose what happens just like I can't control how I see desire out of my reach. I never see attainable desire when meeting someone of beauty. I wish just didn't care about attraction; be asexual and just get on with my life, but it won't happen.