I hate hiding how sad or angry i get. i laugh and smile when im uncomfortable or feel those emotions. why did she have to do that to me.. i didnt deserve that..

then tne scars, they hate them, you love them. everyone hates them. your arms and hands and torso are torn up because your rough with your body and dont cre if you get hurt. yeah i am, it dosent matter, i love my scars why beat me down for it..
#Vent :/