Schoolmates: what a freak, she cuts herself. Hope she dies.
Classmates: hey bitch, let me guess, you cut again didn't you? You little attention seeker.
Friends (if you even call them friends) : don't mind her. If we asked her again why she cut she'll say that it's nothing again or she's gonna make a lame excuse like a cat scratched her.
Parents: I saw your cuts but I'm not gonna make a deal with it cause I don't really care about you.
Siblings: Why do you always cut? Do you wanna die?
Other people: all she wants is pity and attention. Why do you cut? Do you know that there's a lot out there who's fighting for their life?
And you ask me why I'm like this.
YOU ARE READING
Depressed.
RandomI think the title speaks for the description. This is all mine. But maybe, I'll sprinkle some of the songs I listen to when I'm sad.
