It's all fake. My smile, my laugh, my happiness, it's all just something I make up. You think I'm happy but you don't see the scars on my skin. You think I'm flawless but you don't see the real me, the me that stays up all night crying in the bathroom with a blade against her skin.
CITEȘTI
Quotes and poems
Short StoryA series of quotes some are triggering so read at your own risk
