Fucked up majorly today. Sh. Drunk and high. Been dissociating lots. Nearly crashed driving. Thank God it wasn’t at high speed. The kids were in the car. My head wants to leave all the time. I cut to stay in touch with myself. I would love to see more. I Could do my whole arm. Tattoo pain is way fuckn better. But I love the look of a cut. There’s something darkly beautiful about it. I’ve never done so many at one time. Just little ones. It makes me want to do more. Cravings. ….