May 26th

Today I slashed my arm again. I’m not suicidal or anything, I just wanted to watch and feel the warm blood flow out. Blood is what keeps us alive. It pumps out of our hearts, through the veins, to all of the organs, then back to the heart again. People celebrate the birth of a new born and then hold a gathering to say good-bye to someone when they die. Why does no one want to celebrate the living part of life? Well this is how I do it.