rozylin

silently into the arms of night...
2002-02-22 04:11:54 (UTC)

red...

I cut myself again. I felt the warm wave of satisfaction
crash over me as the blood welled up in the gashes,
much like a drug and just as addictive. It hasn't been 4
hours and the slashes on my shoulder aren't enough...
I need more. Daniel tried to kill himself... Maybe he was
stuck sans Zoloft... Kitty popped caffeine pills today...
they mixed with her Paxil to create a very synergistic
reaction... I had one and no food, I didn't even respond...
As the days pass I find myself more distanced from
others than ever before; just the way I like it. I like the
black background, it suits my mood. *as I sit in the dark
and listen to music endlessly* The insomnia strikes
again, for longer durations this time... Must find some
way to occupy myself during the long nights... You know
what they say, idle hands are the devil's playpen...
Bon nuit,
-Roz




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