whats the point in faking a smile every single day and not being my true self why is it that people just judge you by the scars on you and not even your friends are able to look at your body because they are ashamed to be around you becasue of how ugly you are with these scars yes indeed they make you who you are but why is it people feel the need to fucking judge like its their bussiness
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My physical and emotional scars nobody wants…yet I know I could be the best my bf could have ever wanted…what could have been slipped through my fingers. He doesn’t know but when he left he took my will to live with him. Just how it is. Been nearly 2 years and its just as intense now as it was back then. Death fixes everything.
It does fix everything sadly we just don’t want to leave yet whenever someone managers to push us to our limits we still can’t manage to bring ourselves to kill ourselves