the beginning

cutting and skinny

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morning

I woke up really early this morning waiting for them to come and get me.while i get myself ready and making sure I look good so hopefully there would be people that wanted me sigh.if.only. I'm wearing a black short sleeve shirt that stopped just above my narrow hips and a pair of skinny jeans that have holes on the knees and thighs,oh and before I forget to say I'm really skinny, I'm don't have.anorexia no,actually quite the opposite, I love food but no matter how much I ate I didn't gain a pound, and that's what I hate,you would think that a girl my age would love to be as skinny and weight less like me but I don't I really really don't. you see, when I was in school the kids would always call me names like anorexic freak or starved girl, so, that's were my cutting began, that day once I got back home (ha like this will ever be my home) I got a razor blade and cut from my wrist bone to my elbow, and I cut deep really deep you can still see it but not a lot only if I point it out or you were close up, anyway back to my clothes,I have a black pair of converses on (don't ask how i got them) and I'm super excited for today. yay.