Boulevard of Broken Dreams

Remember

I remember when I used to cut myself... I felt in control.... of y punishment... I had to be perfect. But I couldn't be. I'm not. I'm human. I was so relieved when the blood flowed over my arms, down my legs.... I wanted every time to push a little deeper. I did.... one time.... and i woke up still lying where I was but my sister was..... looking after me. Crying.... She told me

"Pointless oniichan.... So Fucking pointless! Why the fuck do you do this to youself."

And I cried too....