write something emo. Even if you are not emo.

I am so emo that just being emo makes me sad
and I cut because it relieves the sorrow that I get from the idea that I am a cutter

 

nobody loves me, everybody hates me, might as well eat some worms.

 

After he slipped out of the dark abyss that is my bedroom, I took the piercing blade to my solemn wrists and carved his beautifully twisted name into my flesh. I then crept outside, only to let the blood drip onto the snow, creating beautiful yet dark imagery. Suddenly I passed out due to blood loss and awoke, only to find that my beautiful dreamland of utopia was false, and that I was back to my dark world of deep despair, where no one understands and where even the sharpest razor is not enough to quench my thirst for pain.