April 2013
5 posts
fast-binge-cut:
I regret cutting so much because i hate my scars. But at the same time i want to have more of them
March 2013
15 posts
February 2013
49 posts
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it “Chops” because that was the name of his dog And that’s what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus And his little...
