If You Knew

by Jackie   Dec 30, 2005


You say you understand and want me to stop cutting but i can't it is addicting, you want me to promise to stop but promises are like rules they are made to be broken as i sit here with the razor blade to my wrist i just think to my self only if you could understand, you see wat i go through but that isn't enough you need to live it ... so get a blade sit and cry slit your wrist till you die

> to my bff Ciara i love you girl

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