MY attraction.

(This was originally written for a different website but I decided to put it here too) It could be considered a fatal attraction. The love I've acquired for such a thing is unbreakable. When everyone else decides to leave, cutting is the one thing that won't leave me. It's always there. In the back of my mind. Whispering to me to cut. Make myself bleed. I love it. In all aspects. The blood that it makes visible. The pain it can cause. The scars it gives me. The blood is such an amazing thing. Such a sexy thing. Such a beautiful thing. Watching the blood drip from my shoulders and thighs gives me a feeling nothing else can, and never will be able to. The scars are what I truly love. Looking down at them gives me a sense of..of..happiness. Remembering when, where, and how I got them. My parents tell me I'll regret them when I get older. No, I will not. They make me happy. They are the only thing I will ever be truly proud of. The only thing I will truly love. Remembering the stories behind them make me happy. Remembering the feeling of the blade ripping through my skin at such a fast pace. Over and over again, nonstop. Watching the pools of blood form. The high that it would give me is better than the high that you get from smoking a bowl or popping a pill or two. The high that stays for days at a time until the wounds heal. But the wounds will never heal, they will remain. In some ways. Physically they will fade and leave just reminders. But mentally the scars and the stories behind them will stay in my feeble mind forever. I do not wish to forget, forgetting will mean something horrible. I will never regret having scars, and giving them to myself. Cutting is something that will remain in my life forever. And the day it doesn't, is the day that I will no longer be on this earth. The blades are what keep me alive and breathing. They fill my needs. They will never go away. I do not wish to change my ways, and the people that tell me to change are the ones I will not be around. I refuse. I love everything about cutting. It's what my life revolves around. Fatal attractions are my favorite kind.