"Dear diary its me again,
I thought i had a friend and i didnt, i thought i met someone who wouldnt judge me, i told them all my secrets including self harm, i showed them my scars and then what do i get, a note in my locker saying hahahaha your a right freak go slit your wrist right open and die of blood loss no one wants you here"
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Why am i me?
RandomHi im Cathy I'm 15 insecure broken tired unpopular i don't have many friends well actually i have no friends they all left me when rumours started spreading. Im not tour typical teenage happy girl I'm me a freak a loser a loner I'm invisible to most...
