A Chapter by The old me

I wish I could help you. I feel in some way, we are one of the same. The sister I never had. Normally when I feel this much connection to a person I also feel a more romantic connection, but not with you. All I want to do is help you. I need to help you. I feel I can save your life. Or at least help you not end up growing up anything like me. Please stop cutting, please don’t kill yourself. Things will get better. Trust me.

© 2011 The old me

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Added on December 8, 2011
Last Updated on December 8, 2011


The old me
The old me

Los Angeles, CA

If you notice some of my work is gone, that is because it is. I trimed down to put only a few on the site. Message me if you want to know anything about me. I'm an open book more..