Every night I would dream, most of them were nightmares. Everynight I would cry, rubbing at the cuts on my arms before falling asleep, then, one day, I met HIM, he asked if I was ok.
♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡later in life♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
I stoped cutting, we have dated for more then a few months now, I've thought I was pregnant, I have gone to a mental health place and was out of school for a month, he still said he loved me.
💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔a few weeks later💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
I saw it before he did. He never wanted to talk to me, never wanted to see me, he didnt love me and he didnt even know. I broke up with him. My dreams had changed, every night I was seeing positive pregnancy test, I still dont know.
