People keep asking me if I'm okay..... I mean I say I'm fine just perfect but, obviously im not but hey thanks for asking. want to cut but I forgot my blade. I was too distracted to bring it. I guess that's a good thing no cutting for me today at least not at school. all I do when I come to school is think and think and cry and cry. my mum said I can't change schools says I have to suck it up and pretend it's okay. my therapist wants me to ignore my feeling "throw them away". just need to push it all down and forget
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Short StoryIt's basically my diary. I edit all of the chapters to keep making it more appealing and this isn't made for views it just showing others my struggles I hope to show others that if I can get through tough times maybe just maybe they can to keep that...
