I once had a mask, that I put on everyday. I used it so no one would be able to tell if I was sad. And until recently I was okay with being her, because I hated the real me. But then a met a guy and he taught me that no matter what I was still myself. He got me to open up and we even started to date. I thought he was perfect and he felt the same way. I was so happy the first couple days, but then...

It started last year. When i first picked up a blade. Ive always thought about doing it before but i couldn't until then. I thought it through a million times before and i knew the out come. I knew i wouldn't be daddy's perfect little girl anymore, not that i really ever was. I knew though what i was getting into and i knew id have a hard time to stop once i started. My reasoning for cutting was...

Is it stupid of me to date someone Ive only known for a day? Should I have waited or will it be okay? I really like this guy and he says he likes me too... But is it too early? Ive learned so much about him in the little time we've known each other. Some of my friends approve and the others, well they dint know about it yet. At the time i thought nothing of it but now I'm starting to think that...

Whats wrong with me? Am i invisable and people can't see me? Do i have some kind of disease that i dont know about? And thats the reason no one likes me? Ive tried so hard to get noticed but it never works. Ive tried so hard to be perfect but i guess im just not good enough. I always wonder what it would be like to have a real friend that actually cares. I also always wondered what it would be...

As the days go by it calls out to me. It screams my name and enters my thoughts. It's everywhere, I can never escape it because it follows me. It's like I'm in a game of tag, running so it wont get me but in the end it always does. There's nothing I can do; I mean it, I've tried before but it always ends up winning. But isn't that to be expected because it's an addiction? Don't they always end up...

They tell me they're my friends and that they'll always be there for me. In a way that's true but is it really? I've been putting a lot of thinking into this; maybe too much. I've made myself confused multiple times just thinking about this maybe who ever reads this will give me some advice... My 'friends' are always around me and they never leave me alone. In school they're with me, when I'm on...

They tell me they care and that they're there for me. I guess that's true but maybe it's just me. I can't stand being around them so much. I don't understand why they're around me so much. Am I really worth it? Some people say I'm an interesting person; I disagree. I'm a very boring person. I never do anything 'fun' and nothing exciting happens in my life. The only things I ever do is draw, and...