I feel so alone.

Everyone comes to me with their problems and I always help.

But when is it my turn to get help?

Someone, anyone, please help me.

I hope you know how happy you make me.

Yesterday, when you tried to kiss me, I panicked.

It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I'm not ready for there to be an us, yet.

We've been best friends for so long.

Give me time, and I will come around. I promise.

My secret? I haven't cut in weeks.

Yeah, that is good but.

I'm not sure if I stopped cutting because I'm getting better or.

I just don't want any cuts to be seen at the pool party.

When I told you that a girl said, that if you broke up with your gf, you would probably go out with me next.

You said, I wouldn't go out with you, no offense.

If only you knew that I have loved you since forever.

That I stopped cutting for you.

That this is the first time I cried in weeks.

The begining of my 8th grade year I cut.

I'm in 10th grade now, and last night my brother and I got into a fight.

He told me to go and cut myself some more. Nothing has ever hurt as much as it did then.

We'll never be as close as we once were.