Sometimes I wish I could see what would happen if I was never born. I'm sure it would be all better

Sometimes i think... i am only a Doormat

Some people pray, I cut myself.

The lump in my throat won't go away. Every time I hear your name the tears threaten to protrude. The nightmares won't go away either. I can't say I don't miss you, because that would be a lie. What's wrong with me?

I just wish everything would go back to the way it was.

Relapse after relapse

When you remain silent.. I feel suffocated...

Cuts and scars are two different things, scars are the pain you've dealt with and cuts are the pain you're dealing with

I let others suffocate me with their opinions, because I am too cowardly to voice my own.

Screwed up thoughts doesn't mean screw my values