They aren't just sars. They're my life.

There are those people who have secrets. Secrets they're too scared to talk about. So scared that they keep it inside for years and years, and eventually even the strong ones break. Yet they still keep it hidden deep down, and let it get to them. Niall and Amy never had it easy as a kid. But they take more time than they should have to get it out. And it gets to them. They spend their day smiling. Laughing. But their nights? They spend those crying themselves to sleep, and drying up the blood from their scaring thighs. But they aren't just scars. They're their lives. The lives that are breaking them down. The lives they've lived for years. The lives they wanna quit.