Sometimes I trace the tiny scars on my thighs and wonder who I am and why I did this because when I was five a simple bruise was the end of the world but here i am making slits in my skin.
why is it like this?
Sometimes I trace the tiny scars on my thighs and wonder who I am and why I did this because when I was five a simple bruise was the end of the world but here i am making slits in my skin.
