Life And Love

The only thing that is keeping me alive, is my love for my boyfriend. I haven't known him that long, but after two weeks keeping him clam. Mind you that was at Jamboree, and you either ended up liking everyone or hating they're guts. But that transgressing from the point a little. He makes everything worth while, the light at the end of my tunnel. I feel so sorry for him when he sees my new cuts, he just hugs me saying 'It's going to be ok'. But its not going to be ok, bcz one day I'll go to far and my blood will paint the walls.