Dear diary
Sticks and stones may break my bones but cutting makes me bleed
The warm red liquid flows down my arm it's just the relief I need
Silver metal that shines so bright has become my only friend
So I'll tear my fleash apart until the very end
Yours holly
YOU ARE READING
fallen angel (book one of the broken girl series )
Novela Juvenilshe paints a pretty picture but this picture has a twist her paintbrush is a razor her canvas is her wrist
