I wasn't too much of "bad girl" but my best memories are in french classes. So, we had classes in this big ass classroom, me and my best friend sat at the last table in the middle row even tho there were spare sits in the front, she spent the time drawing and I reading. In my old school there was this day where they would sell chocolates at a speci...... reply
I hate when people mention my self-harm scars. I finally understood how to accept and even like them but then my confidence is ruined by "Oh, those are ugly, I hope they disappear soon". reply
did survived depression
did helping each other
