6:12 p.m. - 2007-11-10
Diary of a masochist
As a boy I was unloved, unattended, ignored. When I was alpha, I was cut; therefore, I remain a child in my pain. Born, then death, but never growing old....just like in hell, yea, just like in hell. I am uncapable of loving or caring about anyone or anything. The only time I truely feel alive is when I hurt myself so much that I bleed. This is my high, this is my need, yeah, this is my fix.