I'm fifteen.
I'm a cutter.
I'm alone.
I'm afraid to keep on living.
I've tried to kill myself six times now.
I've been in a mental hospital once. Almost been back in Sept '11.
I used to cut with scissors, but now it's razor blades cuz my 'rents took my scissors.
I've cut with a pen before.
Even my nails.
I'm desperate for pain.
I'm trying to heal. I just..... It's difficult. I enjoy self-mutilating too much to stop.
I'm fat and I eat far too much. But I'm proud of who I am. I wear what I want when I want even with my scars showing. Even my cuts. I'm proud of who I am and no-one can take that away from me. ^^ I love everyone no matter what the hell they do to me. I help everyone no matter what. I'm always here for you. No matter what.
Triggering.
I have a fiancée, who I love very much. <3

I'm 5'3.5". 172.4 lbs. GW 140 lbs.