I am a very blessed to call myself a happy person but let me tell you, I was not always a happy girl.
Believe me when I say, I know what its like to go to school and feel so alone in a crowed hallway. I know what its like being dumped by the guy I could of sworn I was in love with at the time. I know what it's like coming home, locking myself in my room and breaking down and crying, I know what its like to lose your best friend, I know what its like being bullied by people you use to call good friends, I know what its like having bruises and scars on your body. But let me tell you something, you maybe not believe me now but one day you will see that it all gets better. You will be grateful like I am going through all that crap because all it did was make you a stronger person. Also, the scars on your wrist, the tears in your eyes, and the pain in your heart don't define who you are, 'cause trust me darling, I'm right there with you. If I am strong enough to get through this, you are too.
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