
Scarlet's life is pretty unstable- she's been in and out of mental hospitals, phsychiatry appointments, and even homes. She just wants to heal, but when she starts to feel weird about the guy who messed up her life, she isn't sure what to think.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Poetry - Chapters: 8 - Words: 1,638 - Reviews: 25 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 08-10-09 - Published: 07-13-09 - id: 2696677
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Okay, so maybe I lied
Yeah, it's all true.
I
Really do do that; I
Cut.
Not for stupid reasons,
So
Don't look at me like that.
I
Do it because I have to; Really, I
Don't
Do it because it's cool. I don't even
Do
It in a very dangerous fashion. It's just
Something
I need to do; and really, I can think of so many
Worse
Things I could do. Honestly, I've done so much worse.
I just have to think of what I did almost exactly three years ago…
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