This story contains, Self harm, Thougths about death, blood, and low self essteem. Things can go right for a while, Things seems fine, We smile, we play, we can hide beind a mask but for how long? We cant keep this up for long you know things alway come around and hit you right back twice as hard. Why try? These people are not your friends but you can jsut play for now though just keep that in your mind. She shook her head and wispered "Get out of my head"All Rights Reserved