But the thing that caught his eyes the most was her bloody arm and the words carved on it – I LOVE(D) YOU.


Dead Beautiful

I locked the door and took out my blade. One cut… Two cut… Three cut… I usually stop at three and bandage them but today I was not able to stop. Four…five…six…seven….and so on. I don’t know how many cuts I made or when I stopped but I know that whenever it was the feeling of overwhelming had filled me. And that was the end…