Self - injury Quote by Anonymous Download Open image “Told I talked too much made too much noise I took up a silent hobby; Bleeding.” — Anonymous ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.8 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Self - injury
There were times when I just couldn't be around noise, and people talking in the same room would have been too much for me. — Ryan Mason Copy Share Image
I was quiet a lot when I was picked on as a kid because I didn't have anything to say back. — John Leguizamo Copy Share Image
What was going on inside of me became louder because everything around me became quieter. — Dani Shapiro Copy Share Image
I always felt I had to fill silences, usually by singing or whistling. It was nerves and shyness, really. — Rolf Harris Copy Share Image
And a tear rolled down her cheek, as she said goodbye; because she's walking away, and she's never looking back — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You'll seldom experience regret for anything that you've done. It is what you haven't done that will torment you. The message, therefore, is clear.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Scrabble - The game is available in Braille. That’s a nice fact. This makes me feel better about humanity for some reason. I can’t… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“THIS tale of my sore-troubled life I write, To thank the God of nature, who conveyed My soul to me, and with such care… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Put on my J's and dance the whole night away Im naughty by nature like Im hip-hop hooray With my hands in the sky,… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Me.. I have been through a lot, but I still manage to have a smile on my face. Im not worried about the past… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The only person I've ever purposely caused pain here is myself...By simply sharing, caring too much. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things.… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Some kids are so depressed at home and with how people treat them in school that they cut themselves. This happens all over the… — Chester Bennington Copy Share Image
My death from the wrists, two name tags, blood worn like a corsage to bloom one on the left and one on the right. — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
A broken mirror a bleeding fist a silver blade against a wrist tears falling down to lips un-kissed, she's not the kind you'll come… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When will you understand? It's not just a cut... It's not just a scar... It's my soul crying for help — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I always hated when my scars started to fade, because as long as I could still see them, I knew why I was hurting. — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
I inscribe three lines, hush hush hush, into my skin. Ghosts trickle out. — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
Here's me opening my wrists before breakfast, Christmas day, and here's you asking if it hurt. Here's where I choose between mea culpa and… — Michael Donaghy Copy Share Image
“Every lineament of the girl's wasted body is a testament to her inner turmoil. Willow can only imagine what kind of pain she must… — Julia Hoban Copy Share Image
Mutilation is the badge that can never be taken off, and sets us apart from all others. Pain is important to the bonding-a physical… — Clive Barker Copy Share Image
That was when I cut my arms with a razor blade as a means of creative expression. I only did it lightly, just grazing… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
No one need punish me for any wrongs, real or imagined. I am very good at doing it all by myself. I have the… — Katharine O'Shea Copy Share Image
