I guess you can say I\'m okay even though I\'m not
I do horrible things to myself things I would never dare to tell people who love me
when I\'m so hurt I go to my blade, and I slowly press it against my skin and let it bite deeper and deeper
until I feel the satisfaction
and then I go straight to bed and wake up the next day with a bright smile in my face
I\'m addicted to seeing the bright red blood drip down my arm
and I\'m to broken for anyone help.
The Past Me