I have the taste of self destruction in my mouth and it's so yummy
...I know how that feels, but time's had me try to direct those into artistic outlets, like a faggot.
Cutting and acts like it are meant to be an outlet for things that otherwise can't be as directly vented by proxy. Learning to direct that towards an art form can both let you release what's trapped and have it be imprinted into the piece more than your own mind. It doubles as a form of closure for many where you can look back at it later and refer to it as "a past chapter" instead of a years-long rumination.
This could be writing, artwork, dance, anything, as long as it lets what's otherwise trapped be expressed in ways where words were once not good enough.
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