I know you really want to cut and if you need to then that's that, but just remember you're perfect and wonderful and I'm in love with you.
Love is a funny thing isn’t it? And oh how it makes me smile to even think someone could love me, but I doubt that. & Oh how I wish this was who I thought it was. & if not. It doesn’t matter. I need someone. So bad. These thoughts are back and they’re just killing me. Why not come off anon, please.