Dream out loud .

I wanted to tell him that I’ll never be sorry for loving him. That, in a way, I still do, that maybe I always will. I’ll never regret a single thing we did together cause what we had was special. Maybe if we were 10 years older it would have worked out differently. Maybe, I think, it`s just that I’m not ready for forever

The day I’d first cut myself, a switch in my head had been flicked. Instead of feeling horror, I felt nothing, and although I no longer wanted to hurt myself, my episodes of self-harm still felt normal for me in a way. I’d sometimes forget it still shocked other people
ditto