then the pin dropped..

i believe i was drawn to her because of her innate loneliness. i felt a sort of connection. like she is a kindred spirit. she knows what im going through.
i've longed for touch for most of my life.
i exist in a self-induced prison.
this cage.

^_^
i amuse my self.
and myself.
[it never heals and never goes away..]
Those aren't...your arms? Are they?
that depends..
do you ask in *contempt*, *disgust*, or..*gasp*.. *concern*?
self-mutilation has been done to death. *snicker* i added this pic for the vivid depiction and graphic quality it supplies... i suspect this is what my emotional scarring would look like: repetitive. raw. omnipotent.
[it never heals and never goes away]
i know why ppl do that, but i don't understand either......aren't the emotional scars enough, why do you need more??
im no psychologist, but i believe it's a sort of outlet for the emotion.. the person feels more in control.. the blood letting also [supposedly] is a de-stresser..
i dunno - this requires further study.