Will you still love me when it's three in the morning and I'm crying so hard I can't breathe? Will you still love me when I coat pillows in mascara and eyeliner because my mum decided to remind me how worthless she thinks I am? Will you still love me when I shut you out and won't explain to you why because I don't want to bring you down? Will you still love me when I can't handle being strong and I find relief in razors instead of your arms? Will you still love me when you know I have demons constantly lurking in my mind just waiting to mess everything up? You are my everything. I don't want the darkness to mess this up.
