I tried to fight a razor. It cut me so deep I thought I would die.
Turns out he didn't kill me. I was never happy, but that shit made me angry.
What is more fun than throwing a baby off a cliff?
Catching it with a pitchfork.
"Self harm jokes aren't that deep."
Don't do suicide, that shit kills.
My parents found my YT channel. I hate myself now, and I'm emotional.
SELF HARM
I love teaching students
how to make them harm themselfs
I made a 3D game about a depressed, self-harming goth. It's mostly unskippable cutscenes.
When is a rapist safe around children?
When his plans are oven ready.
Principal: “Why did you have to skip class? Because of that detention!”
Kid: “Whatever!”
Principal: “Why did you have to swear? Because of that one demerit!”
Kid: “Doesn't matter!”
Principal: “Why did you yell at a teacher and throw a chair at them? Because of that you're suspended!”
Kid: “Oh well!”
Principal: “Why did you have to push a kid down the stairs and kill them? Because of that you're expelled!”
Kid: “I'm trying not to kill myself!”
I started debating whether or not suicide is a good option. Self-harm just hasn’t been cutting it lately.
To whoever you are, you are loved.
They say there’s a person capable of murder in every friendship group.
I suspected it was Dave, so I killed him before he could cause any harm.
Friend: Stop with the self harm jokes, they're not funny.
Me: It's not that deep. I'll cut it out.
I was joking about self-harm to my friend, and she told me to "CUT it out!" I couldn't even laugh.
When we were at the self-checkout, she started scanning my arms. I asked her what she was doing. She said, "Trying to see if it beeps, ya think I'd get it to work if I scanned your thighs?"
I said, "Nah, bro, you'd overload the system if you put it there."
I pushed the kid in a wheelchair into fire... I called him "HOT WHEELS".
I searched up self harm jokes, clean, but I couldn't find any :[
What is a self-harm person's favorite game?
Fruit Ninja.
Never break a girl's/boy's/someone's heart. They only have one of them.
Break their bones instead. They have 206 of them.
My best friend looked at my arms and said, "Stop, sh*t, it's bad," then turns right around and says, "You look like a tiger."
So from here on out I am now Finn, the self-harming tiger.
When I self-harmed one day, my mother told me that it cut her deep. We both found that very amusing.
I was gonna tell a self harm joke, but realized it would cause too much pain.
