I feel like a broken plate. My shards are too sharp and i have shattered into a million pieces. The pieces are too small and can never be glued back together again.
I am so many people And none of them are me
nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words
fuck any parent who shames their kids for self harm or makes their kid feel bad because they self harmed
Albert Camus, The Fall