"There is a girl who draws works of art all alone and in the dark. But she draws the art with a deadly twist, her pen is a razor. Her canvas, a wrist. We were out one night. Just watching the stars, she pulled up her sleeves and showed me her scars. I wasn't going to run, I knew just what to do. I pulled up my sleeve and said I cut too.."
*This book contains graphic scenes of self harm that could possibly be triggering in some situations.*
this book is being edited.