Today the boy I said that made me happier told a boy about my self harming and he started imitating cutting their wrist with a slip of paper and were laughing about it. I ran out of the room crying. A boy that was there made his sister go in the restroom to check to see if im OK. It was sweet and he tried to comfort me when I came back in so....
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Depression
Poetryjust a bunch of stuff I found and or thought of (It's mostly just my day now )
