I never understood why I let such an inconsiderate asshole affect me beyond belief. Now that I think about it, the tears and cuts weren’t worth it. But it just hurt so much when I finally realized that you never cared for me like you claimed to. I hope one day you see me again and see what you’ve made out of me. I can’t look at my body let alone myself anymore without having the feeling of hatred. Every cut had a piece on you embedded into it and they burn with our memories every time I look at them. It fuels me to cut even more. I can’t find it in me to stop anymore. Thanks, for making me like this by the way. Not that you care or anything of course.