The scars reminds us...

..that the past is real.

Sometimes they want to make the pain go away, want to feel numb. Just remember: numbing the pain for a while only makes it worse when you finally feel it.

I'm fascinated by scars. I like them. I think they're pretty. Maybe I'm out of my mind, maybe I'm crazy. Maybe I'm even insane. But I can't help it.

I cut. Not because I hate my life, not because I'm suicidal.
I do it because of the scars. The marks that are left on my skin when the wound is gone. I know I sound crazy.
I cut because I like the scars.
I don't cut deep though. Just let the blade slide over my skin, leaving a cut on a millimeter. So small it barely bleeds. As I said, I don't do it because I hate my life and want to die. I do it because I want the scars.
And because it makes the numbness go away.

I don't judge.


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Anomaly Undead

Anomaly Undead

17, Oslo

I don't think I will be blogging, and if I do, it will be in English. I'll mostly post pictures and stuff here, because tumblr's being an ass and won't work.