i remember those cuts. i remember the tears. i don't want to, nut i do. forgive me if i was done with that conversation. but i had it too any times. i've experienced that kind of pain before, i also don't want to talk about it. but know things will get better they have to. well at least i always have something to look forward to.

you know, she was my reason. she is the only reason i stopped. don't ask me "why her?" because i really don't know. there has always been something about her...