erins_witty

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Joined: December 17, 2012
Last Seen: 9 years
user id: 342368
Gender: F
Hii I'm Erin.
I'm 13 years old and in 8th grade.I love music,it's the only thing that keeps me going.Matt,Juliette,Ineke,Hilary,Thomas and Ryan are my best friends.I honestly don't know if I could live without them.I have depression and I self harm but whatever people are making me get help.I'm scared of height,blood,tight spaces and sick people.By now,if your still reading this,you probably think I'm wierd.If you do that's okay,but don't judge me till you know me.Follow me,I'll follow back.So um yeaa,thanks for reading!

Quotes by erins_witty

Single me:Ugh all I want is a relationship
Taken me:Ugh all I want is to be single
Why are we dying to live,
             
                              if we're just living to die?
I looked up to them.
Almost 15 years together.
My parents.
He cheated.
I found out.
I'm broken.
We're all broken.
I had to listen to them yell and scream at each other for hours.
My sister was at the neighbor's.
She has no idea.
I tried running away.
My mom called the police.
I can't even think.
My dad left.
I have no idea if or when he's coming back.
The hardest thing is that I have to stay strong,
For my sister.
When I need you most,you dont even bother to make time for me.
I'm done.
I'm sick of being used.
The blood rushes down my thigh,
the memories flood back to my head,
the feeling rush back through my body.
I lasted so long
How could I ruin it
I was a month cut-free
I'm such a f/ck up.
She paints a pretty picture,
But the story has a twist,
Her paint brush is a razor
And her canvas is her wrist,
She paints her pretty picture
In a colour that's blood red
While using her sharp paint brush
She ends up finally dead
Her pretty pictures fading
Quite slowly on her arm
The blood is not racing through her
She can no longer do harm
She painted her pretty picture
But her picture had a twist
You see her mind was her razor

And her heart was her wrist
She's the girl who brightens anyone's day,
She's the girl who cuts her wrists at night.
She's the girl who has so many friends,
She's the girl who feels so alone.
She's the girl who's always smiling,
She's the girl who needs pills to make her happy.
She's the girl who seems to have everything in control,
She's the girl who gets anxiety over nothing.
She's the girl who really just wants to die,
She is me.
One day at school,
I ran into the girls' washroom crying.
A teacher walked in,and asked me why I was crying.
I told her it was because a group of guys drew red lines on their wrists,mocking my cuts.
You know what she said?
"Maybe if you didn't cut yourself,they wouldn't make fun of you."
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