And that's the end. That's what happened, the story. That showed you why I am here, why my entire life was screwed over by two people. I have been told that what my parent's did to me was for the best, but it's not going to do anything, it had nothing to do with them. The two other people who I thought would never let anything like this happen, were the culprits. That's how I became what I am now. A cutter. A bulemic. A herion addict. A girl who tried to kill herself but was unsucessful. A girl who wished she had something more. A girl who wished she never did what she did. I'm still here though and I know I have a chance to change my life. and it won't be easy. Right now I want to strangle myself and end everything and I know that feeling will never change. And that what brings me sitting here, I'm thinking that the cuts are healing and I am getting better but I'm fooling myself. My life will never be the same. And that thought alone is killing me inside. But for now I will be held, in my prison, the prison isn't just the walls of this building. I'm trapped in my life, and I can't get out. Love and Bloody Kisses, Aries I Carved Your Name Into This Bullet; So Everyone Will Know; Your Were The Last Thing Going Through My Mind.