Stained face from the makeup running down my cheek
Blood stained wrists from the blade I use to cut them
A broken heart shattered to pieces
Not from the boy i once loved
But from the people I call family
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Self harmers point of view
RandomSo this is just some things we as self harmers go through everyday. What it feels like sometimes... I'm also going to write about some other issues I have (social anxiety, drug addiction, and other things) this is just my life that il one writing ab...