She never felt loved, she never felt like she belonged. She was a girl, a girl who felt life wasn't worth it. She thought she needed to be saved, saved from herself. That girl is me. I search for love from anyone i can find, because that is what i want i want to be loved. Doesn't everyone? But i took it to far i fell in love with drugs with the blade. I fell in love with dragging it against my skin and watching blood pour from my wrist. I fell in love with the high, the chase it gave me, the excitement. I have never found anything that has given me that much excitement and i don't think i ever will.
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The Loneliest Girl In the World
Non-FictionA story about me. It isn't good writing but it tells things from my perspective.
