I live in this dark world of stereotypical people, who constantly degrade others for their own satisfaction. God I hope I’m not one of them.
I tend to live outside the box because inside the box is boring.
I’m one of those people who would rather make you happy then be happy, and I’ve learned to fake a smile like a pro.
I’ve been through too much, and saw how bad the world is too young..
I’ve been hurt so many times that, it’s nearly impossible for me to share my feelings, I’m always paranoid about screwing up, It feels like a kill everything I touch..
I’ve been labeled… as the whore, the slut, the cutter, the weird girl, the bitch, the screw up, the failure, the suicidal one…
But I’m still here, pulling through… I’ll get through this, or die trying.<3s