Today I wore a shirt with this like jacket over it to school so that my nasty looking cuts didn't show, and I wore it all day even in the warmer classes and I didn't get in trouble for wearing something that didn't go along with our dress code, either.
I was late to my first two classes but a girl in my second bell, when I told her about it agreed to help me with my revenge on rj.
At work I decided that I wouldn't wear a sweater, but just my short sleeved shirt, and I covered them up with neosporin and bandaids I went and bought, but Jackie, and her husband saw them and said what did you do to your arm? I said that I picked a stray cat up and he was clawing at my left wrist trying to jump off me. I think that Jim believed me,... he said those cats will get ya, and Jackie didn't say anything. She was harder to lie to, also.
I don't care, I'm safe. In my purse today I had one of the little pieces of glass that I saved in anpart where you could like put pens in, and it's shaped like a spear, and the sharp end of it, it still has some of my dry blood on it. I couldn't clean it off. Now this is something I can turn to, and it sounds weird, but it really doesn't hurt you.
I keep looking at the cutts and the glass and want to do it again, but can't. I guess that I feel like it'll hurt, unless I'm upset like I was again.
I was late to my first two classes but a girl in my second bell, when I told her about it agreed to help me with my revenge on rj.
At work I decided that I wouldn't wear a sweater, but just my short sleeved shirt, and I covered them up with neosporin and bandaids I went and bought, but Jackie, and her husband saw them and said what did you do to your arm? I said that I picked a stray cat up and he was clawing at my left wrist trying to jump off me. I think that Jim believed me,... he said those cats will get ya, and Jackie didn't say anything. She was harder to lie to, also.
I don't care, I'm safe. In my purse today I had one of the little pieces of glass that I saved in anpart where you could like put pens in, and it's shaped like a spear, and the sharp end of it, it still has some of my dry blood on it. I couldn't clean it off. Now this is something I can turn to, and it sounds weird, but it really doesn't hurt you.
I keep looking at the cutts and the glass and want to do it again, but can't. I guess that I feel like it'll hurt, unless I'm upset like I was again.