cuts (TW self-harm!!)
i don't know when red stopped meaning love 1 turned into 5 5 turned into 10 10 turned into a bloody mess trying to hide it is a pain in the ass the burn hurts, but it feels amazing when the fabric runs against them taking the bandage off just to see the damage you've done to yourself the guilt is unbearable
Ad
Poetry Books 50% Off
Bestselling collections from top poets
Shop Now โ
