mine will be short.
it won’t be grammatically correct.
i’m writing this only as an outlet.
ihave never slit my wrists, or inflicted pain upon myself at all to be honest. not on purpose anyways. i used to really hate myself. i used to loathe waking up. i hated the people around me, and i wanted them to dissappear. except my family, they were always there and always will, i love them for that.
i didn’t have many friends, i was lonely, i was hating EVERYTHING. but then i met my bestfiend, her name will be Kall (fake names) and she changed me. i never […]
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