I love you. So much.
Your hair.
Your eyes.
The way you laugh.
Everything.
But you don't love me back.
So here I am, in my foster home, cutting my wrists.
YOU ARE READING
Why?
General FictionYou may be off limits for reasons that can't be overcame. But I still want you. Warnings: •SUICIDAL •SELF HARM DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE OR IF THESE TOPICS MAY TRIGGER YOU!!!!
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I love you. So much.
Your hair.
Your eyes.
The way you laugh.
Everything.
But you don't love me back.
So here I am, in my foster home, cutting my wrists.
