Scars are not always on wrists.
People will stab you in your back and then ask why you’re bleeding.
My only regret is that
I didn’t tell enough people
to fuck off.
I hate me for breathing without you..
I’d rather die
Pretending to be fine
Than let you know
That you had the power
To break me.
I don’t give a fuck what people think because people don’t think.