Yes, Thomas cuts. For any emo, cutting is something that comes naturally as part of their depression. It hurst to see someone with a new slit across their wrist every day. Cutting is not the right way to go either. Once Thomas cut at a part on his wrist where if he would've cut a little bit deeper and 1 cm down he would've hit a major blood vessel and killed himself. He said he wished he would've hit thats vessel, but i guess it was destiny that he doesn't die. At least not yet. We need him. He just doesn't understand. He doesn't undestand his purpose. But his purpose is to make us happy. Everytime I see him smile, i get butterflies, and everytime i hear about what he does to himself, i cry. Because just listening to how he puts himself through torture makes me miserable. There is this one time though. When he promised me we would be best friends. I will paste you the conversation. Here it is:
Thomas: were always gonna be bestest buddies till the end of time and ill love u and care about u everyday of my life even if i say i dont.
That meant more to me than anything in the entire world. But he doesnt say that anymore, he claims we're friends, but he only talks to me about sex now. And its actually really disturbing. I wish there was some way to bring him back...
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