Scars

I lay in the red pool of liquid and I had stopped crying hours ago.... about HIM.. I still can't believe I cried over that bitch. Well screw it... I'm a girl. Although I try not to be one. Maybe I could stitch my p*ssy up, but NO! I need a good f*ck .. But who in their right mind would f*ck me. I have scars from the numerous times I've cut myself and I'm not healing fast enough. I blame life but it would be unfair to do that. Most of what happened to me is is really my fault.