My own meth

By Your Everlasting •
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This is for the fifteen scars I have on my arm and the six more on my leg.I just coulcn't stop it felt WAY to good.I am sorry now for the pain that I put my loved ones through!
Darling... I know how cutting can feel good, people who have never needed it don't know But there are other ways to deal. I've been around that block a thousand times. There are people to talk to, or just decide your self that you will try other alternatives to deal. xoxox Felicia Mac
Thaks,but I don't know if there are other roads for me:(
i don't know what i say to you cause if i say something i don't know what would b ur reaction
i'm afraid you are still in grief
if you don't mind and have time then please read a story beyond our imagination...if u don't want to itss kk
good luck for life
sorry if you don't like..