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still hurting
The worst is other people's scars, i sit in class and see a scar on the arm of the kid next to me, i know it was an accident, i was there when it happened, but still, i get jealous, i crave it. i see a friend later in the hall, she reaches up to fix her hair and i see the side of her wrist, an impressive scar hides there, i know she used to cut, and i know that's what it's from and i hate her for it, i want that scar, i need it. i get home at the end of the day almost shaking in jealousy and anger.