another cuter

Okay I’m sure theres a million people my age going through the same thing but no one has ever helped me get over it so I’m still trapped by it. I’m another cutter. I dont want to die but I use cutting as a release. No one seems to understand that around here. Everytime I… Continue reading another cuter


The sun was coming up now, the eastern sky was becoming light. Alone, naked, and exhausted she lay. The past night’s events replayed themselves in Morgan’s mind. She remembered the familiar gray mist that came through the open window. It slithered over the sill and across the floor to the edge of the bed. The… Continue reading Memories