Sometimes i think it would be better to just end my life, than to live through the pain ever day..

I guess what scares me is knowing that at any moment you could rip my heart out and step on it…and I would just pick it up and hand it right back to you.

It's amazing how good cutting makes you feel..

Everytime i look in the mirror... i see hate.. i see sadness.. i see failure..

I'll never be good enough for anyone.. not even myself.

I've gotten really good at hiding my emotions when i'm around people.. but when i'm alone.. i'm a complete wreck.

How can anyone love me... when i don't even love myself.

I question my existence...

That feeling you get when you run your hands over your scars..

I'm not going to show weakness..
i'm going to smile, and tell the whole world i'm fine.