❝But in the end everyone turns out to be the person they swore they'd never become.❞ She was happy, he always was there. She faced bad shit, he always was there. He always protected her. But will he ever try to protect her from her own self?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She paints a lovely picture, but this story has a twist; Her paintbrush is a razor, and her canvas is her wrist. - Amy Efaw *************************************** When Sabrina loses her parents in a tragic accident she's forced to cutting. After moving in with her eccentric olde...