I've been told some really hurtful things recently. And as much as I try to erase them from my mind, they always end up on my wrists. And I hate it. And I thought I'd stopped that forever. But to quote my very like minded and brilliantly talented, funny, beautiful friend
"I've given up giving up"
I hope she knows i'm talking about her.
I love her. I hope some day she won't feel the need to let her frustrations out with a blade. And I hope one day i'll be able to do the same.