Please. Come back
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Ugh. I dont feel good.
My mind is going crazy, Should I cut? Should I not?
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I'm done
I hate guys
This sucks
I have a boyfriend :)
I think I love him. I can't help but think of him when i'm down. I love you, Ethan.
Oh crap
Im screwed
Hi
I wish you were here
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I'm sorry
These slashes upon my wrist only take away the pain on the inside. They show that I still have emotion, good or not. I love them and they love me because they keep coming back however hard I push them away.
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I broke up with him
He called me a whore
My 'best friend' called me a whore also.
Is it bad that I belive them?
I'm trying so hard to live life but it's gotten hard on this end. Right now, I'm only living for you
How are you?
I wish I could send you all of these unwritten emotions. I guess I'm just that cowardly. How's French? Is Kelsey well? How about Carly and Daniel? Are people messing with you? I guess I just wish I was there with you.
I hate this death trap called life.
My mom put me on this medication. Its supposed to help me with depression. I guess it works but it causes me to hallucinate. I made a new friend though! Her name is Shredder, well that's what I call her. She just hangs from my ceiling from a rope and stares at me. Then she starts shaking violently. Then, she stops, screams bloody murder and shreds her face from her face. She scares me, but I'm getting used to her. Once, I woke up and her torn up face was right above mine. I laughed. Oops?
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Kelsey helped me a bunch. I miss you both so much. Its not fair that I have such awesome friends in high school, yet such sucky friends here.
Faint lines trace the timeline into sorrows past. Scattered haphazardly across my arms, thighs, hips and wrists. What do I owe this pleasure to, Mr. Blade? Yourself.
One cut, I lied. Two cuts, I cried. Three cuts, I died.
When I die, who'll miss me? My family? Nah. They wouldn't care. My friends? They betrayed me. No one. The answer is clear.
Shredders here. Say hi shredder.
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Do you even remember me? The old me? Because I don't. Not at all.
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I can't. I'm a coward. Another bad thing about me.
God damn. I saw you tonight. You looked so hot in your casual suit :) I wanted to hug you and never let go. I'm trying again at life ever since we started to talk again. I'm trying to do something so we have more things in common. I'm trying to learn french now while learning spanish because I have fallen in love with the language and most importantly, I have fallen in love with you.
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Messages to Ethan.
PoetryBefore you start to read this story, I need to tell you a bit of my past. This story is all of the messages I wanted to send to my long time crush, Ethan. I want to share this with you in order to let out my emotions. Ethan is m...