Time is not an accurate measure of emotion

Our love story isnt great or epic or tragic
Its just two people who met and gradually fell in love
It isnt enthraling or dramatic or poetic
Its two people bonded together
It isnt consuming or grand or remarkable
Its just us
I wouldnt change a thing

I'm sick of hating myself but i don't know how to stop
I've been doing it for so long that it's as easy as breathing now

I know you're upset he chose me
But sending me mean messages and spreading rumors are only reinforcing his decision.
All you're doing is making yourself look bad.

I wish I could hate you for making me listen to cheesy loves song.
But I can't... I've never been happier <3

You always know just what to say to make me feel:

[ ]Not good enough
[ ]Worthless
[ ]Pathetic
[X]All of the above

For years I've avoided covering my scars
I want someone to see them
to give me a reason to stop...

I'm still waiting.

I carve my words into paper using ink
to stop myself from carving them into my skin

My wildest nightmares
did not hurt as much
as what you made reality

I wish i wasn't at my most beautiful
when tears are streaming down my face