One part of me is telling me to grow the fuck up and stop moping, but the other wants to view the negative in everything. That part fucks everything up.

One day I’m on a happy, ecstatic high, and then the  next I’ll blame the world for everything and just scrutinise myself like you wouldn’t believe.

Today, things got really out of hand. It’s been months since I last cut myself and I regret doing it now. But for those 10 minutes it’s ALL I had, it’s all I had to distract me and take emotional pain away. I never have anyone to talk to or to advise me. I really hope no one judges me, but then again no one will probably read this anyway, so it’s fine.