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"she can paint a lovely picture, but this story has a twist. her paintbrush is a razor, and her canvas is her wrist." |
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These scars on my wrist are proof that people like u exist. <\3 ** |
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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.. |
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SMILE, so the tears won't fall. LAUGH, like you don't hurt at all. Fake it, so he'll never know... That you still haven't let him go.</3 |
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Fake smile? check. holding back tears? check. forced laugh? check. dead inside? check. scars? check. just my normal check-list |
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Stop asking me if i'm ok, because i don't know how much longer i can lie to your face. |
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For once I wish you could just see me when I am falling apart... |
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Mine is the only face I can see. Mine is the only soul I can feel. Mine is the only heart I feel hurt. Mine is the only scream that i hear. Surrounded yet so alone. |
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How is this possible? How can I be so tired of life? So ready to throw in the towel? I'm only 16. |
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He saw you.He met you. |