She’s the girl that’s always smiling. She’s the girl that’s always laughing. She’s the happy one, the one that everyone else goes to when they’re sad. But they don’t know what goes on inside her head. A million thoughts a minute, she thinks about her parents that judge her, the boy that broke her, the friends that left her. Nobody knows the real her. Nobody knows that she cries herself to sleep every night. Nobody can see it. She has a smile on her lips but scars on her wrists.
I just really really really really want him to text me right now. We haven’t talked in two whole days and I miss him already. Ahhhh I never thought I would feel like this gain.