sometimes i wish i could tell when people really care and not be scared no more. it feels wrong to be writing on here but we all need our own place. a place for us to be us. no one has to read it. just do not want anyone to judge us. i can’t tell anyone what happened to me, it will make people go away. sometimes i want someone to be like a parent to me. i want someone to love me for who i am but that will never happen. i am 14 and cut my arm all the time. i cut it and cut it to let the pain out
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