Tarah don't read this.

If you know me irl, don't read this. I just want to avoid awkward conversations about this so I just need to let this out to the internet.

sigh

I know tarah's still reading this

Bc rebel

Okay

Sigh again

Getting to the point.

I cut. My wrists. A while ago.

TARAH DONT TELL MAYA PLZ

I have scratches and every now and then I just take a mechanical pencil (im creative don't judge) and just go over the scrapes a bit.

It hurts in the moment, but it doesn't leave a mark; which is good bc bracelets are fucking uncomfortable and I can't wear long sleeves oK

That's my "solution" to when my crush tells me to kill myself.

He's really only told me that once, actually. 2 Years Ago.... And in the same sentence he told me he "could never love an evil, rude, hideous, fat, worthless, monster like me."

And his words still ring in my ears whenever I think of him.

But he's so much nicer now. I really think I love him; it just isn't exactly mutual.

Greg. You're the most evil, rude, confidence killing, ass sucking, beautiful, amazing, brilliant, intelligent, considerate, hilarious person I've ever met in my entire life.

dAMMIT

I can't insult him.

Ugh here comes the tears.

*All Of The Stars by Ed Sheeran starts playing*

OH DAMN YOU WORLD

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