Stop asking me if i'm ok, because i don't know how much longer i can lie to your face.

Broken hearts usually remain broken. untill prince charming comes and makes everything better. i wonder were my prince charmin is. i wonder if any one will be able to fix my broken heart. cause it's been broken for along time that ends are ragged.

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

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

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

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

Is the blade all that scary? it gives me strength, power, happiness, relief, and makes me feel better about my pain and suffering nobody knows about...

To run that blade across your wrist, just that that pain can distract you from the pain inside...

When people think we're FREAKS for CUTTING ourselves, they don't REALIZE that the ONLY way to FORGET the MENTAL pain is to cause PHYSICAL pain..

With every cut i make, my pain drains out, my soul free, and disappoint is gone. </3