After we had celebrated Neil's birthday, we had Christmas. Adam got me a fucking guitar!!!!! All my own!!!! All I got him were Pearl Jam tickets.
After that, it's was New Years. Adam and I shared a kiss at midnight.
I have to admit it. We are in love. It's almost disgusting to think about in enter locked we are.
But sometimes happiness doesn't rule out the bad things in life.
I still cut. Mainly because I feel like it was my fault that my mother had died. Other times it's because I get calls from people I used to go to school with and they tell me to kill myself. I might just do that. It seems more people hate me than like me.
But Adam still doest know about my scares, or the fact that I still cut.
I can't ever tell him.
