And calls them his lucky spots :) how cutteee. Aww!

And that you don’t know me anymore. You never fucking knew me. Nobody did. I don’t even fucking know myself. I’m fucking weak. And disgusting. I have to cover and hide every inch of my body because I am disgusting. I fucking hate myself. Sometimes when I cut, I have to Try over and over again because I am so fat that I didn’t cut deep enough.

all of you are fucking beautiful and don’t deserve this hurt and pain that all of you are carrying. i just want to fix all of you, mostly because i know what its like the feel that way. to wake up every morning, wishing you hadn’t woken up. not being able to get up out of bed and get ready, the way you used to. going through the day, silent. not speaking so much. walking, the whole day, with your head down. then at the end of the day, that’s when it gets worse, because that’s when you are there, alone in your room or in bed. and you think and think and think until you don’t even know if you’re even sane anymore. and you know how alone you are. and you know that nobody cares. and you don’t even care about anything anymore. and you hate yourself. and you hate everyone else around you. you build walls and isolate yourself. and you pray, before you go to bed. you beg and plead, and ask God to take you. you pray that you dont wake up the next morning. and you go to bed crying. or your wrists dripping with blood. and you just cant take this anymore. i know all of this. i went through it. it was fucking hell. no one deserves this. i want to love you all.