This is a poetic outlet I use to keep myself from using my emotional scars to give myself physical ones.
I don't not in any way promote self harm.
Please seek help if you have any self injuring tendencies or suicidal ideation.
You are needed and you are loved, just remember.
This content is NOT suitable for younger audiences. Contains ideas of self harm and violence.
2017
Love? Just a word, little thing that makes you do stupid things.
Pain? Something you get used to, and not feel it after some time.
Hate? The reason you want to ruin something.
Heart? The thing that keeps you alive.
Soul? The thing I sold to the Devil, and there is no going back.
"My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return." -Maya Angelou
Your skin isn't pizza, so dont cut it. Your body isn't that one idiot in class, so dont judge it. Your face isn't your browser history, so dont hide it. Your life isn't a test on that one kind of math you hate, so dont end it.