For a while, I was actually trying to stop cutting. I was trying to let my body heal. Now, I care about as much as everyone else. None. Sure, Mom and Dad know I do/did, but I tell them when they ask that I haven't for a while. Honestly, it's not a big deal. The pain of the cuts make me forget bigger pains.
I'm just...so tired of how everything is. No one seems to care anymore. I feel...forgotten. Ah well, bedtime.
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