Words hurt.
They really do.
If you really knew me, you'd know I'm not okay.
I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.
Scars fade. Memories don't.
Who knew make-up and a smile could cover so much?
If pain really does bring beauty, I should be the most beautiful girl alive. But no. I feel like the ugliest.
And today, I realized I'm not the only person with these things in mind.