i am alone. All my friends dont understand why i come in to school everyday with a new scar, or always hide my arms. my dad saw one and said “Come on now, your nearly 17. dont be starting “that shit” “.
that shit? that shit ruins my life, it hurts, and i like it when it hurts. im punishing the outside for what its doing to the inside. but you know what, go fuck yourself. be happy with your comfortable life and ill float through mines wishing every day that it was my very fucking last. im tired of being here, im tired of being […]