I think I’ve run out of room on my thighs. Didn’t think I was gonna fuck around and find out this hard but I guess I have. My brain says “okay then stop” but by brain also says “start on your stomach again”
Just hosed down the shower with the detachable shower head. Lifesaver tbh. Gone are the days of cupping my hands for water to wash my blood off the walls
God I’m so unwell in the head my mum ad step dad made dinner for them and not for me and they told me to go buy something for myself but now that’s a sign I don’t deserve food
Going to shower so I can cut without leaving blood everywhere and apparently in this new house the bathroom shares a wall with one of their rooms and I can hear them arguing