You can stare at my scars all you want, they will always be there. For both my scars and pain will last till the end of times <\3

The scars may have faded and the depression suppressed but the urge and the pain are still there no matter what.

I Have a secret but I'm to afraid to tell anyone, i have these drawings but their on my arm and i use a razor to make them. </3

Waiting for the old scars to go away. Making new ones because you feel there's no one here for you. </3

Every scar has a story and every tear holds a memory

As i cry...no one. As i scream...no one. As i die ...no one

Is having one of those days where you want someone to just listen & not say a word but hold you as you cry & wipe the tears away!

You may not understand my depression, but please give me the same respect you would anyone battling a disease! I did not ask for this :(

It's Different from not fitting in with a crowd at school, It's when you don't fit in with your friends and family anymore. That's when you feel really lost.

Me? Crushing on you? As if! Why would I like someone who's sweet, funny, cute, charming... Excuse me what was the question again?