joue avec moi.

It’s been a goddam year. Get the fuck over my mistakes. Stop reminding me.

I made a mistake. I was young, innocent, naive.

I lost my way.

I close my eyes sometimes. When I open them… I see that I am still here.

Not there.

HERE.

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Is that what you want me to say?

I should not have to say that to you. You don’t even know what really happened.

I die every time I think about it.

I cry every time I remember how I ruined my whole life.

My whole future.

I can’t keep believing something good will happen. When it can’t.

I have a flesh wound that won’t heal. And you keep putting salt in it.

All of you.

It stings, it hurts.

All the cuts and the blood on my body can’t fix this. It can’t make it go away.

So here. I set my body, turned inside out on a pedestal.

You see my inside. You see what makes me, me.

You see that… My heart isn’t beating.

I’m only bleeding.

I’m only daydreaming, of happiness.

Nothings real.

I did what I did and its over.

It was my own fault.

Quit salting my wounds.

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she is stronger than i was.  i seriously admire the girl that posted this so much.  

it took me sooo long to get over what i went through and i still think about it everyday.  highschool can be the WORST time of your life.  kids can be so insanely cruel it’s ridiculous.  i ate lunch with my school secretary everyday because i hated being surrounded by people who were constantly whispering and spreading rumors about me.  things they knew absolutly nothing about and couldnt even understand. but all i know is that time REALLY DOES heal everything.  no matter what.  its been almost three years and i definitely wont lie and say that i have completely forgotten about what has happened. i think about it all the time and i realize how much it has affected my life.  BUT IT HAS GOTTEN A BILLION TRILLION TIMES BETTER.  I PROMISSSSEEE. <3