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past suicide and present lovei use to love death because i hated this life i possesedthinking making cuts on my wrist would relieve some stressit only brought more pain on me behind my locked doorregreting the things i did repeating what did i do that fori had made my misery one of my closest of bestfriendbecause it seemed like the only thing that didnt pretendmy nights consisted of a pillow filled with wet tearsmornings were nothing but anger i had survived another yearbut now ive found my happy he eliminates all my painsso meant to be hes the blood that flows through my veinsthe chemistry we share it seems too good to be truei swear i will never forget our first i love youmy views of life are now in a whole new perspectiveno longer will i be alone engaging to introspectivea whole new person i am. im all smiles, ear to eari thank you for that and i promise you i will continue to be hereby me.what do you think?honesty please let me know the goods and bad about it
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