The whispers.A Poem by Daughter of Darkness The b*****s behind my back.
They just whisper.
About me. About my friends. That I'm not pretty. I should stop trying. I'm never going to get her attention. That bisexuality is wrong anyways. That's why More than anything I hate whispers. © 2015 Daughter of DarknessAuthor's Note
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Daughter of DarknessWestminster , SCAboutI'm a mess. That's the best summary of me there is. I'm a fu**** up mess. I'm 15 ( ok,ok, I'm 14 but I will be 15 SOON )and I've already had many failed suicide attempts. I self harm. I wish I could s.. more..Writing
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