Ayumi-Suzuki

WHEN DID MY COVER TURNED PINK?

I'm not a social butterfly. 
          
          So yea, don't even try gathering my attention.

I was planning to join a poetry contest (or some sort). But I don't have a theme, and in the end, I wanted to write something meaningful within my experiences. 
          
          Then again, I have to cut once again. So yea, how can I write something meaningful when I haven't felt the bittersweet pain within my arms, or thighs, when I'm trying to get a stable mind?

I just realized that I actually have anxiety.