“Don't you dare tell me I'm beautiful until you've seen my scars that curve my body and the blood that pours out of my soul. Don't you dare tell me I'm lovely until I completely shut you out because I swore to myself that your'e just like the rest and you'll get sick of me. Don't you dare tell me I'm flawless until you've seen me broken down in tears. I'll show you the darkness that consumes me and it'll destroy you. But if you have seen my scars, bitterness, and darkness, then perhaps I believe you.”
