Oops I did it again
When you take a tenser off a fresh cut and the air feels like asid burns
These are great! These are all really useful methods of defending yourself and I actually learned most of these in my Krav Maga classes.
I would have to go up against people (usually guys) twice my size and could easily overpower me, but these tricks DO work and they don’t require a lot of strength.
Reblog to save a life
i remember doing a self defense demonstration when i was a kid about how to get away from grown ass dudes, the first one was one of the things demonstrated but the one i remember another technique is just straight up biting
Or you can break there pinkie they have no grip
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I’m so empty and it’s such a mess in my head at the same time. I’m not able to talk to anyone, I’m not able to function normally. I can’t focus on anything. I feel so dissociated. 99% of the time I feel like I’m not even here. It’s all so blurry and feels like a bad dream. I fuck everything up.
WRIST SCARS
Scars, scars, scars Scars on my wrist
Scars that you can’t see Scars with the history
Pained heart chose to bleed Rather than to feel
Darkness, sadness, voiceless Drowning of loneliness
Eagerness to hurt Blade met the wrist
Gently touched the skin Sweet-painful slashed on it
Slowly patterns emerged Feels like, Heavenly
It started to bleed It made me happy
Watched them bleed A beautiful scenery
Pained skin Not pained heart
Slashed wrist skin was bleeding Glad not the stitched heart’s feelings
Scars, the symbol of my heart
Scars, who saved the stitched heart
Scars are part of my history
When all I want to to is kill myself going to school or even leaving my house is the least of my worries
99% of me wants to die, the other 1% is scared of what I'll miss out on and who I'll hurt. And that measly, pathetic 1%, gets me every time
I don't understand why it's so hard to say away from those shiny silver blades that glaze over and leave a stain not so easy to erase the pain shocking as it may seem somehow peace thought to drip red out of my veins...
Georgie Malyon



