I'm A Cutter

I admit it. I Cut. I dont know why. Something about it... it's just such a RELEASE!

I hate my fucking LIFE. Sometimes I just cut.. just tempt myself to push just a LITTLE bit hard... just try to cut through that artery. The artery to my soul. My soul that is black and GARBAGE. This is what YOU make me feel like, MR. President.

Ode to a knife

Here's some of my poetry:

knife

pain

pleasure

reality

sickness

you're my weakness and my strength.

you're my nothing and my everything.

you're me.

knife

introduction to this blog

this is a serious blog all about the most serious topic that I can think of. cutting.

you wont find any comedy here. Just blog entry after blog entry devoted to serious wrist cutting.

yours seriously,
K-Pain