The door is closed, the lights are

off. Except for my cell

phone flashlight, whcih helps my

aim. Kneeling on my

bed, I flip open the dark

blue scissors. Knives are too...

Stereotypical.

I don't know, darkness just is

so fascinating.

Where will it be tonight? I

choose my thigh. I always choose

it anyways. The right one. But

Now I love it. The first three

are the hardest to

get through, but seeing the

red nectar. It brings

me some sick joy. A

small pool is here, so I move

down and up. Stil lclose enough to

make it invisible

later. But so the painful joy

can last just a

little longer. After I feel

done, or a little more, I

fold the pajama leg down. Yes I

know it's gross. Haha

Bandages are overrated though!

As I stare at my phone

The stars look pretty tonight, but

they are fading, now. Same with my

ceiling stars.

Will he ever know?

Eh, probably. But today, no worries.