all i wanted was for you to care. now you really don't. no matter how deep i cut myself, no matter how hard or how much i cry it seems like you're never turning back for me. i never thought i could be this weak and lost. i am so tired of crying i hate myself for doing what i did to you and i will never forgive myself until you decide that i'm finally worth your time. till then, i'm bent on creating a bracelet for my hands, a bracelet of scars and blood.