"It's gonna be ok"

I love her even with the scars on her wrists. And even with the cuts on her thighs and stomach. Shes perfect in every way.

"What would you rate me?" "From one through ten? Definitely a 12." It went silent for a moment. "What about me?" "What about you?" "What would you rate me?" "Why do you care?" "I don't care." "Then why are you asking?" "Why did you ask?" "Cause it was a joke." "Well so is mine." "I guess a 12 too." "You're only saying that cause I rated you a 12." "But it doesn't matter cause its a joke. Right?" "Right."