omg I actually just want to drive nails into my arms and carve words into my neck.
I think my life is coming together a bit now. I have a license, a car ( to share with the rents), I feel like I am nearly on top of my school work, I am running consistently a few time a week, I am playing state league and club netball well, and I have a trip to Europe after the HSC to look forward to. Life is good. I am good.
you aren’t delicate
you aren’t romantically sad
or poetically broken
you are just a sick little girl
with your head in the toilet
and scratches on your wrists