Hello, Im Jane Doe. No not really but as far as your concerned. Well I love music. Drawing. Singing. Writing. Reading. Just normal stuff. I have problems. Well not problems but more like... Yeah problems. I have issues. I am like every other girl there is. I have a crush. I have bad days, Good days. Obbsessions, enemies(even if I won't admit it) and best friends. I have a sick obbsession with Flamingos, Paper cranes, Uggs, Mustaches, and Lovey dovey songs. I cry and I laugh. I smile and frown. I love, I dislike. I'm pretty much normal but heres the catch:
I cut myself. I know why. I'm not weak. I don't want to die. I just can't cope with the pain any other way. I want to be free of pain. Physical and emoional pain are to similar for me. Thats part of the reason. But the other part is emptiness. Talk to me. I could help you. You could help me.. My crush and friends are amazing. I call him my Johnny Cash, He calls me his June. We thought of that before Katy Perry. I love music and art if you didn't read the box on top of this. But yeah this is a vent acount. I have another but I don't use it. Talk to me, get to know me, don't judge a book by their cover.