Dear Chronicle,
I never really understood why people cut themselves until yesterday. So I took a blade, stood right in front of the mirror...cut, here and there on my wrist so that no one will notice ,first i felt the pain but later it went away making me realise something, it takes one cut to start an addiction. It makes me feel a little better when everything's wrong. Its like screaming but no one can hear, its an everyday war and the only thing thing that makes me know I'm not in hell yet.
Love,
RAE.
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Her Chronicle
ChickLitwhen you're depressed you don't control your thoughts your thoughts control you.... I wish people could understand this....
