Tears. I watch them fall to my bare knees and slide down my shins. I wiped the never ending waterfall streaming down my cheeks, smearing my mascara over my face. But I didn't care. I cleared the guck from my eyes, noticing the small and fresh cuts on my wrists. Pain. I knew I didn't deserve it. But it was the only way-the only way to deal with this ongoing pain, anger, sadness that consumed me. I had been fighting it for years. And it finally caught me-and it's destroying me. Love. That's all I need. Someone who cares. I've been degraded my entire life. By my mother, my father, hell even my sister. Why? Because I care too much. Always making sure everyone else is okay when it's eating me away inside. Maybe if someone, even a stranger just showed me the slightest bit of love or showed me that they actually gave a damn about my existance, then maybe-just maybe, I would be able to go to bed without softly crying myself to sleep. Please. Someone? Anyone? Help- Me.
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