I look at my self every day and I see my wrists and I'm proud to have scars and cuts I'm not diffrent , I'm just a human punching bag who is always seen as a freak but when you meet someone who actually accepts you for who you are and will stand by you till the end you can't help but smile . Smiles hide broken hearts and what I'm about to learn is one of the strongest things to say is I used to cut because it showed you survived