Perfected :: Her Body :: Greek Necessity :: Deep Throats :: Scrolls

I'm not an addict (well maybe that's a lie) "It's not a habit, its cool, I feel alive If you don't have it you're on the other side" - 'Not an Addict', K's Choice It's tempting to do it again. It's been...weeks? Since I last cut. I'm not even thinking about it when I'm doing, not about what I'm trying to release. It's all about the physical wounding, the lifting away of a layer of skin, tearing it off, until the flesh beneath is exposed, raw and pulpy. The blood messes it all up, gets in the way. And it won't *stop*. Just a tiny cut and it takes up three or four wadded up tissues to stem the flow. I want to do it again. I don't know, I'm not analysing why. I'm bored. That's always been good enough reason before. Post-essay ennui, trying not to think about all the material that should have gone in and didn't. I'm not going to do it. It's not like the other night, where tearing at my body was all I could think about, a craving palpable in it's intensity. But of course I don't do it anymore. ______________________________ we have come so far :: it is over

Accomplishment :: The Moon :: Toga :: Night Flower