Tell me now. How am i an attentionwhore? Do you see me posting pictures of my scarred arm on my social accounts? Have you seen me without my bracelets? Do I tell you about my messed up life? NO. I don’t, okay? I smile SO MUCH, it hurts! You want to know something? It’s not real. I’m known as the cheery, hyper, giggly and happy one of the entire school. I haven’t ticked off ONE SIGN to you that i’m hiding behind my over-joyed face.
“You’re always so happy!” Cassie giggled at me. I just flashed her a toothy grin. Though my brain was telling me otherwise.