When people first meet me they think I'm beautiful and flawless what they don't see is that I'm dying on the inside that I have cuts going all the way up my arm they don't see that I cry myself to sleep and when my brothers or family or boyfriend sees my cuts I say I'm not sorry that I cut I'm not sorry that I cry myself to sleep the only thing I'm sorry for is being alive and if they ask why I do it I say I'm not sorry for it
I hoped you guys enjoyed and this is m.f. a.k.a. midnight flame
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My Depression Writing
RandomSo this is my writing from my diary so don't judge this because your hurting a broken soul that can't be fixed
