(I may update this)
So I looked through some old art folios of when I was a kid. I was so happy. What happened to her? She’s gone. Now she cries and cuts and wishes she had a different life or none at all. And it’s just a little bit awful, I can never go back to being that little innocent kid who never even thought about killing themselves. **sigh** Life isn’t fair.
^^^ what a sook.