I feel so alone. So very alone. In a crowd or in a room by myself I feel alone. I can’t escape it. It haunts me and forever will haunt me. I get visits every once in a while from the voices. The voices are comforting. They love me and I love them, but I hate them as well. My skin looks normal before they come but when they leave, my skin is soaked with my own blood. Dripping down my arm. I didn’t do it. The voices did. Why voices why? Because you’re an ugly piece of shit that’s why.

Okay, voices, okay.

basically if you don’t talk to me first i’ll never talk to you

(Source: uoa, via gnomeporn)

The voices haunt me and they’ll haunt me forever.