why shouldn't i cut?
like, seriously. why?

because you don't really want to
because you, Chloe, are too awesome to have to hurt yourself
because nothing good comes of it. at all.
because it will leave you with one more scar to hide
because you have been fighting too long to give in now

because you dont have to

be safe, Denial Tent Giver

*gives you a red balloon*

*throws hugs at everybody*

I can't even drink all that I want :pinch: about 5 beers and I'm about to be sick... Gonna have to let it sit a bit I guess before I start again

Hi Callie, I see you *hugs*

Cloe, I want to cut too hun... Guess we've got to be stronger than that...

I'm in the denial tent, I'm in the denial tent, I'm in the denial tent, I'm in the denial tent, I'm in the denial tent

And I'm drunk. And I want to cut...

thank you callie :hehe:

but,
i do want to
i'm not awesome, i'm a loser
i've been fighting for so long, so why can i never escape it
sometimes i really don't care about my scars. i already have more to hide next time i go home.

but thank you for my balloon :-) i'll tie it to my wrist so it doesn't float away.
it's dark and raining here. and cold.

yup ally you can be stronger than that. you don't have to cut. please don't drink too much hun. for one thing think of the money you'll save :p

i however am a ****ed up waste of space and i dont have the strength to do this anymore. everything is too hard.

ileana, can you get away for a break somewhere? even if not permanently just a bit of a holiday somewhere else?
in the meantime you can camp in here in the tent with us :)

I was in the bath... And I almost did it:crying: I almost slit my wrists:crying: I got so far ad to try and get the blade out of my razor:crying: good lord, what am I gonna do?

Cloe, Cloe, I love you dear and you are not a waste of space luv. So many people love you, think of all of us here hun, we all know how wonderful you are.

As for me, I've already got the booze so the money is already spent. And... I almost slit my wrists:crying: I am SUCH a f**k up:crying:

Awww, thank you. I do want to hide in the tent for a while.

Oh. My. God. I'm all alone. I'm all alone... And all I can think about is slitting my wrists:crying:

no, ally, you can't. you musn't. hide your razor! is there anywhere you can go, right not, so you're not alone? anyone you can go and talk to until this passes? i don't know what time it is where you are...

I can't:crying: if I call the crisis hot line I'll wind up in hospital... G*d damn:crying:

but that's ok, you will be safer than all alone. please call them

I'm sorry... I'm not all alone... I ment here... My room mates here... But I won't tell her... I'm sorry... I won't.

it's ok, i don't blame you for that. can you do something with her to keep you safe? watch a movie?

It's ok Cloe... I'm too much of a coward... It's not that deep...
I'm sorry I've worried you *hugs*

*hugs*
be good for me :)