I get told about cuts. Probably infected ones. I know it’s tempting and I want to do it but I won’t.
Just, the thing that actually made me think and actually listen was when Brian said something about me talking about cuts and will probably drive me to actually start doing it again.
I didn’t want to Stand there and cry my eyes out because someone made me shut up.
I really appreciate that.
It’s really the first time someone stopped me.
Either way, I am thankful for what happened.
And then there’s the friend that cuts and tells me. We have the weirdest relationship ever. But I love her and I care a lot but I won’t try to stop her because she can stop herself, if she wanted to.
I spent the rest of the day at Felicia’s.
Just.. I keep imagining that if I did cut at school, wouldn’t it be kind of weird is the blood was visible through my pants? That’s like a horrible thigh period.
Maybe I should shut up and just stay quiet.
Guys, I still have the problem with the dumb “you’re still ugly so, cover your face” or “everyone is looking at your horrid face”
Ok tran just shut the fuck up.