I’m that girl who acts like she doesn’t care and ‘laughs it off’ when she’s hurt. I’m the girl who, no matter how much I’m in love with you,I won’t ever admit it to you first to save the embarrassment of rejection. I’m the girl who never holds back when helping a friend or being a shoulder to cry on. I’m the girl that has endless love for that one person who doesn’t want me too. I’m that girl who spends hours talking people out of their sadness when in actual fact,the sadness has captured me. I’m the girl that will never fail to talk you out of self harming or suicide,but the problem is; I’m also the girl who is struggling to talk herself out of self harm and suicide. I’m the fucking sad girl that wants to kill herself but is seen as being ‘over dramatic’ or ‘silly’. I’m the girl that needs help,but when it comes to it is scared to reach out,my thoughts scare me but death doesn’t,and that’s the scariest thing of all.