You asked about so I had to think about it You wanted to know about the first time I ever fucked up my life I was laying in bed Thinking about that STUPID boy The one I cared for so damn much He was cheating on me Leading me on with a hand of lies Into a future of hell Something came over me I dug in the drawer Without thinking I slashed over and over My skin opened up with deep cuts And the blood smeared all over my arm I didn't believe what I had done And to this day I will regret Ever starting something That held so much power over me
Reason for writing:
March 27th was the last time I ever cut myself. I am still going strong. My boyfriend is a little curious to the whole thing and it's hard to explain. Maybe it will help.
Birth sign: Libra
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