I kissed the scars on her skin, I still think your beautiful and I don't ever want to lose my best friend -a match into the water.
This is the first time I have ever looked down at my skin and really seen my burn marks, and scars I have made on myself. Oh I also broke the vodka bottle.
Let's just say I got mad at myself and now my white carpet has vodka on it and some blood.
But I don't care.
I have stopped carrying for myself.
YOU ARE READING
Through a Screen.
Teen FictionHere's my story. but let me tell you before. this is all real. and its all happening right now. ( second book up)