I found comfort in pain.
It calms me to cut out my flaws and rip out my thoughts, like pages of my own book.
I want to drown in waves of emotions.
I fell in love with hurting myself, yet my heart wants to destroy not only my own world. I think about hurting others and honestly I already did.
I think about killing others, not only myself.
And the scary part is I'm not even scared of myself. Yeah, I know I'm insane.
I have fun in cutting others.
I plan to kill people I love, just because I can.
It would make me happy to burn or hang you.
To watch others bleed and suffer.
But I don't know if it's because that's the only way I know to show love or because I want to see people suffer as much as I do.
So yeah I found comfort in pain.

And now you probably think I'm a monster thats insane.