You tell me to stop it annoys me alot you make me so mad i know its bad so dont say it again and do your next plan. I'm waiting till the scars disappear so you don't have to fear when you less think about me i wont be there ill close my fist and slit my wrist. you think i don't have the guts? just look at all the cuts then look at my fingertips and see how they bleed ill take my knife and end my life you had the time to stop me but the only thing you had was pitty I'm tired of sending you messages showing you my regrets but now its to late for you to help Ive been hiding behind these bloody walls now you know it was your fate set me free and let me be!
