I sliced my wrist for you, gave my blood for you. Are you happy now? I sure as hell am.
2 weeks later, still slicing my skin and making promises I would stop, I just, cant. I never will.
I love the scars. The blood. I'm sorry mom; I'm sorry Dad. I'm sorry Kyle. Especally you.
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The One That Got Away
Novela JuvenilIm 15, Living life with depression, anxiety, panic disorders, social anxiety and who knows what else. Read this and you will understand my life more. *MATURE READING*