;-; not again
God just because my heart is shattered doesn't mean I can't stop myself from being depressed. Like right now I really want to cut because I want to let my emotions out with this. I mostly just want to cut on my arm........mostly my wrist near my vain. I want to die knowing that I did something to get rid of my pain but I can't because I cut with pocket knifes and my mother hid them all. Fuck you mom!! Also this song is sad like my life and I also wanted to say sorry to my perverted family
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