A broken mirror, a bleeding fist, a silver blade against a wrist, tears falling down to un-kissed lips... ignore her && she won't exist... she's not the kind of girl you'll come to miss
This blog is a personal expression of what I have been through, go through and hope for as victim to survivor to thriver. Contents include but not limited to: Childhood Abuse, Addiction, Self Harm, Sexuality, and Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID). ~And things that feed our soul~