The ones depressed don’t dress in black. The ones who believe they’re fat don’t announce it. The ones scared don’t scream. The ones struggling don’t show their scars. The ones hurting the most are the ones hidden.

Somtimes i slide my bracelets down to where you can see my scars, hoping one day someone will grab them and say “its okay, im here.”

I fucking hate attetion seekers. its like you prance around showing of your cuts and scars and put them on facebook and wine and complain that people dont like you, hey dumbass i wonder why ? you make people atomatically assume that everyone who cuts are attention seekers. fuck you.