And then there was 1...

Alone again. This house is quiet, silent. My hands are cold and there is a lot on my mind. The main thought throbbing in my head right now is how many days will it be before I cut again? It will happen eventually, but when? I guess I'm just curious to find out and part of me wants it to happen now. I'm alone in this empty house yet again, but I won't cut because I don't want to hurt you again... So I shall numb this silence with alcohol and continue thinking about all these thoughts in my head.