None of your scars.
I feel so incredibly sad when I see scars or pictures of scars of people who’ve cut themselves. It makes me feel so helpless and horrible and… sad. I want to help them and I want to make them see themselves as they really are, which is amazing and beautiful and I know it sounds cliche but it’s true. On strangers the scars make me sad, on people I love they shoot like a poison dart to my soul and I just feel so awful. I want to take their blades from them, hold their hands, feel their hearts, show them how full of worth and warmth and beauty they are. Some people say scars represent strength, or growth, or… but to me the scars are evidence of pain and struggle and I love you and I don’t want you to hurt.
(Source: capreoluscapreolus)
