April 2012
I haven't been happy in such a long time. He loves me, but I don't know if he'd be happy with me.. I'm a lot to handle. Who would want a suicidal, depressed, ugly girl friend who hated and cuts hersel
Don't make me mad then tell me to calm down. That's like stabbing someone then wondering why they're bleeding..
Sometimes when I say "im okay" I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight and say "I know you're not."