Sorry if my blog is depressing. There is nothing important about me. I am irrelevant to this world, so why should I care? I cut to know that I am still alive. I am always here for people. I know most people say the same, but I know from past experience that when the time comes they are no where to be found. I feel it is easier to talk to another person that cuts, and wont judge, like me. I wont, because i know how it feels to not be wanted.