I was thirteen. Thirteen when I started to self-harm. I remember the pain I felt, the hesitation beforehand, as I sat in my room. Safety pin in my hand, nervous that I'd go too deep.
Ha. Funny.
You can't really cut easily with a safety pin. It feels more like when a cat scratches you. But the relief. Oh that relief is sickening. All the pain in my heart, all the tears...just...stopped. I felt numb, but calm. Of course it was temporary and I needed it more and more, till it became an addiction. Like someone on drugs or alcohol.
Since then I have upgraded to a razor blade that I popped out of my mom's shaving razor.
My name is Luke. Luke Robert Hemmings. Gay, depressed, self-harmer, worthless, useless, and otherwise damaged goods. Currently im 17 and to be honest it's only a matter of time before I end it all. I'm like a ticking time bomb. Unless someone can save me.
Wishful thinking Luke.
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Safety Pin
FanfictionLuke Hemmings has a lot of dark secrets that have made him depressed, suicidal, and just unhappy with himself. His best kept secret? He is in love with his bestfriend...Ashton Irwin. When things start unraveling, will Ashton be the safety pin that h...
