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Friendships. Tuesday 10 December 2013 0 notes


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#imagine self-harming

I was a lonely girl, I was about to kill myself until he saved me. Who would have known that an angel would come and would rescue me...me, the girl who is always alone in scholl, the girl who is not talented, the girl with scars.

I started doing this to myself when I found that my ex boyfriend cheated on my with my ex bestfriend, that was two years ago, then I thought whats the point of living? And now I don't even have a reason to stop, because who cares about my scars? Nobody until my bestfriend, Niall saw me one night hurting myself; he was watching me from his window room, he looked so scared, I thought he would never speak to me again but what he did was the opposite, he came into my house and he put a towel around my arm he took me to bed and we lay down, he was so sweet with me, he whispered into my ears words that I never expected to hear from him 'I love you' after he told me that I started crying, he put his arms around me and he rocked me "why you didn't tell me anything?'' he asks, "do you have any idea or what it feels like to never be good enough? how would be to look in the mirror and not what to hurt yourself and not hate every part of your body", I was lost watching the rain falling down, Niall took my hand and he put it in his heart, I looked at him really surprised of it and next I heard was all I needed to become into another person "I used to cut myself when I was fourteen until mu crush saw me and she told me stuff doesn't get easier just because you cut yourself" "I know your fighting against the voices in your headbut don't forget that I am here, please don't loose yourself, mext to you is someone that wants to spent his life with you".

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