She stopped cutting. Gave her blades to a friend who got rid of them for her. She started getting over her crush. She even started eating more. Her favorite song became a message, Self harm is not the answer. She began listening to it on repeat, "Baby Don't Cut" B-mike.
She used the song to get through nights she wanted to cut. She used it to keep herself from crying herself to sleep. She even used it to cheer herself up and convince herself she's worth it.
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A Single Tear In Her Eyes
Non-FictionThis is a story of... a sad girl who would die if her friends and family wouldn't care and it wouldn't be painful... A story of... me... *This is my story you can't use it without permission. I will legit fight you*
