The Blood Runs Deep

i miss home..

just because my parents didn't give two fucks if i cut my arm open with a razor blade..

i guess its nice to know that they care here..

i just miss it..

i know that sounds weird, but it helped.. it gave me a type of pain that i could control.. it balanced out the emotional with physical.. it made me sadly happy..

each scar has a story, but none are a story worth telling..