She cuts herself, but not too deep. It's not enough to kill her, just enough to make her bleed. — Leslie Copy Share Image
Have you ever been in love? Isn't it awful? The constant insecurity of not being good enough. The worries of how others… — Leslie Copy Share Image
Do you even care? If it's a twisted game, I have two words for you: GAME OVER. — Leslie Copy Share Image
I'm disappointed in myself. I promised myself I'd stay strong, but I couldn't. Tonight marks the first time I cut. Tonight is… — Leslie Copy Share Image
I sit with crisp lined paper and a pencil in my hands. The once clean paper is dotted red with the blood… — Leslie Copy Share Image
You want to know why I gave up? Well, I want to know why I was never good enough. — Leslie Copy Share Image
You might as well kick me while I'm down, because I'm going to be here a long time... — Leslie Copy Share Image
Look into my eyes, tell me what you see. Do you see tears? Brokenness? An abandoned soul? No, you don't because I… — Leslie Copy Share Image
You think your alone? You're not... Look around each one of us has been through it, but that doesn't matter. It matters… — Leslie Copy Share Image
You know when you just want to curl up and the floor? When you don't necessarily wish you'd die, but you wish… — Leslie Copy Share Image
You want to know the truth? Fine. I'm abused, degraded, hated, worthless, and a liar. I smile when all I want to… — Leslie Copy Share Image
I'm sorry if I'm scared. I'm sorry if I'm depressed. I'm sorry if I'm mean. I'm sorry if I'm suffering. I'm sorry… — Leslie Copy Share Image
What I told them: I didn't cut last night. What I didn't say: I need a sharper blade. — Leslie Copy Share Image
She cuts herself, but not too deep. It's not enough to kill her, just enough to make her bleed. — Leslie Copy Share Image
Have you ever been in love? Isn't it awful? The constant insecurity of not being good enough. The worries of how others will think… — Leslie Copy Share Image
I sort of like this boy... Well, maybe a little more than sort of... Maybe a lot more... Well... Okay, I admit it, I'm… — Leslie Copy Share Image
I can't make any promises because they are made to be broken. I can't be happy because I have no joy. I can't keep… — Leslie Copy Share Image
Everyone asks me what I like about you, I can't tell them though 'cause they'll fall in love too. — Leslie Copy Share Image
My cuts have spread from my wrists to my thighs. One day I'll be covered in red ribbons of blood, but the only cut… — Leslie Copy Share Image
You weren't put in this life to give up, they say. You have a purpose, they say. Then why can't you tell me what… — Leslie Copy Share Image
No matter what we go through, I'll always be there for you. And every night I pray, That you will do the same. — Leslie Copy Share Image
I don't want to be the girl who: cuts, thinks of suicide, cries herself to sleep, gets judged by everyone, fake smiles, hates her… — Leslie Copy Share Image
I quit. I'm sorry, but I'm giving up. I'm done, game over. Goodbye forever. — Leslie Copy Share Image
