there were times like when she thought she was done with it , like when she thought she didn't need to do it anymore. cutting made her feel special like she had something. 
She liked having the ability to inflict pain whenever she wanted and that she could stop it . Not that she wanted too.
When she thought she was done it made her feel empty. unsure if this is really life. 
She asked herself if this was happiness. if it was, she hated it . Cutting made her feel different like she was part of something . 
The times she cut to feel relief . bled out all the painful screams . The pain of living flowed from a simple cut . As long as she cuts she'll live till tomorrow .