Dead and Broken

 Such fragile things we all became. Like a butterfly with no wings. We don't dare look away. It's nothing but humility. But no one cares. I'm Sophia and I have a problem. An addiction really. See I love to cut my self. I used to anyway. I stopped when I relized that I'm gonna die soon if I don't. So I stopped. My lifes better now. I'm in a band. And I'm pretty much the poster child for To Write Love On Her Arms. My band is doing a promo tour for them soon. My bands called Suffication. Were mostly a rock band. Anyways. This is my story. Brace yourself. It could get terrifiying.