Scars, Suicide and Australians

Ana and Becky

I suppose I should probably introduce myself. My name is Anastasia Tessa Carwin, but I prefer being called Ana. I'm sixteen years of age, and my birthday is 2nd November. I literally have one friend, Rebecca Clarissa Hallows, who is the best friend you could ever ask for. Ever.

I self harm, too much. The scars cover my thighs, wrists, stomach and hips. I am extremely fat, I weigh 6.12stone. I dropped out of school.

My hair is originally blonde, but I dyed it black with green dip-dye. I comes to my waist.

My favourite things to do are listen to Pierce The Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, All Time Low, Mayday Parade and 5SOS. I also love to read.

I adore the Janoskians. Beau is sexy as, Skip is hilarious, James is a wimp and don't even get me started on Luke and Jai.

As I explained earlier, I have on friend called Rebecca. She prefers to be called Becky. She is also sixteen, but she was born five months after be, on the 22nd April.

She is slightly taller than me, and not as tanned. She is flawless. From her perfect skin, to her awesome clothes. On her hip she has a tattoo of a paw print.

Her long hair falls down to her waist in gentle curls. It is blonde, with blue highlights and it perfectly brings out the green in her eyes.

As I said before, she is flawless.

She is the kind of person who I can talk to for hours on end about the most pointless thing, but I could also talk to about serious problems.

She knows about my self harm, but not how bad it is. She doesn't realise how fat I am, she is always telling me that I'm skinny and need to eat. Why should I eat? It would just make me fatter.

She was there the last few times I attempted suicide. She is my angel.