TW: Self-harm
The pain that surges through my body gives me relief. It makes me forget about my loneliness. And I rolled up my sleeve.
Scars.
Scars everywhere. Not a place left for a new one to be etched.
TW: Self-harm
The pain that surges through my body gives me relief. It makes me forget about my loneliness. And I rolled up my sleeve.
Scars.
Scars everywhere. Not a place left for a new one to be etched.