Hmm I think I over used something here xD ah well
What to say about this piece..
This work is more like personal but I'll say what's happening here anyway
since a lot of you know I do self harm..
It's about me and how I've been feeling lately about the relationship between me..and my razor...I never think of throwing it away, it has my blood stains on it that I don't want to wash, it's a part of me..and honestly, I stopped cutting for the reason that I'm depressed, now I do it just for fun...like, I just enjoy looking at my blood, and I feel like a demon inside me that I really have to feed..when I'm bored at night and when everyone sleeps I feel something inside me is awaken like seriously..sometimes it's hard to hold it, I feel it's a strong lust for something, and after I'm done, at the same time I feel it's telling me you did good little girl, and also feeling regret a bit for adding more cuts to my thighs....
I'm not bragging about this, sometimes I wish I was away from the whole cutting and being moody thing sometimes I want to continue...so this girl in the pic and the blood is like starting to consume her starting from her hair and into her body, it's what I see inside my mind, all I want is pure red blood, so she's getting eaten by the blood freak demon and has nothing to do but giving in to him...
Wow look at all this nonsense xD but really it's true, go ahead you can judge me now....I deserve to be called a stupid psycho, I don't always type a description about art of my own feelings I don't like to speak it out this way
Well thanks for reading if you do ^-^