I've always been a bit dark and depressed so this is just some stuff that's in my head. Some of it is depressing but some of it is just the normal rambling of a teenage girl. Mostly though it's poems and that type of thing...
Wednesday, 18 May 2011
You make me want to die.
It's because of you I cut.
I cut to let the pain you caused out.
The blood trickles down my arm and over my hand.
I hate you.
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