i have to get this off my chest. I have to tell you guys a little bit about my life.
to get this full effect, go to my profile and play the song "how to save a life". I guarantee this will all make more sense. But you don't have to.

So here goes...
when i was 11, i had a pretty rough life.i was emotionally abused and my parents never payed much attention to me. i never cut or thought about suicide until i was around 12-13. I began drinking some of my parents alcohol and sneaking out at night just to get away from them. I was a wreck. I began losing friends and felt like I had no one. It felt like the world had walked out on me and there was nothing i could do about it.
In school we began learning about suicide and cutting, and what to do if you feel depressed. one of my so called "friends" went and told the counselor that i had thought of suicide and i was cutting. my "friends" promised not to tell anyone. but then they told just about the whole school. i went to the guidance office office 3 times a week twice a day for checkups and everything. i had to go to this special place and get medications for my depression. i cut my hips so no one could see, but then i began cutting the backs of my legs. I dont have scars, thankfully. I learned that cutting wont make anything better, and drinking wont make anything better. If anything - the most it will do is make your friends walk away from you. I also lost trust in everyone i ever trusted. Even my family.

If you actually read this, thank you.