“Living in the dark hiding from the light of the day yearning to see pain in the eyes of others can you feel that?...oh shit… seeing my refelction in the broken glass I laugh insain..un human...not human...as if something else. a demon...a saint...a freak of nature.. punching the glass making my nuckles bleed ...eheh...haha HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!…my hands drop to my knees...its hurts…so good.. WHATS WRONG WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!???????? I'm gonna cry..but I wont let anyone see..blood...the colour red...it sooths my soul...you think this is really me?..is it? I dont know anymore… what am I doing right now?..you dont want to know.. my hands are shaking...”
