a bloody story
I can’t wait for second semester

When I don’t have gym. I can wear long sleeve shirts. Not just for cuts.

I haven’t done quote writing for a long time. I used to write things in pen on my arms and stuff to stop me from cutting. Sometimes happy quotes, sometimes depressing. It stopped me from cutting because the sensible person in me was like “That could get infected if the ink gets into the cuts”

I’ll be honest, I’m terrified of my fitness exam on Monday. I don’t want to go. At all. I’m scared out of my fucking mind.