The day I met her, we both realized we could help each other. No one else could look past the point we are both girls though. Everyone laughed at us and called us names, but we smiled and helped each other through it. She cut, so do I, the difference.. she didn’t know when too much was too much, that’s probably why she’s gone. We held our heads high, put it started to get worse. I would be hit, and punched and kicked down, and so would she. I tried to help her I just, I wasn’t strong enough. Her cuts started getting worse, she wouldn’t even wear short sleeves […]
Tag: