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prototypian
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- May 6, 2024
- 49
I'm not a cutter. But I do love it when I get hurt and bleed. I fell and scraped up my leg and ankle with some pretty heavy cuts and I like to imagine that if I pick the scab off and let it bleed I will somehow bleed out. I know it's not an artery so there is no chance but somehow it gives me comfort that my life is pouring out of me. I've stopped feeling a sense of fear or self preservation. I think that's a good thing for me. I never wanted to care in the first place.
I didn't ask to care. I never asked to have a body or shape or brain. So many things die everyday that I don't see why I matter at all compared to a squirrel or a bird or a paramecium.
I didn't ask to care. I never asked to have a body or shape or brain. So many things die everyday that I don't see why I matter at all compared to a squirrel or a bird or a paramecium.