Queer Concept of Love : Hurting Yourself

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven...... Sobs. It hurts. Doesn't it? You know it's gonna hurt. You know things won't get any better if you keep on hurting yourself like this! Ever noticed some unusual personalities? The ones only into themselves. Alas!  This generation has happy faces with sad souls!

Noticed how some people only wear long sleeves and pants even on the hottest days of summer? Noticed the red cuts when bracelets slip down in class or people's empty eyes and the way they tug away when someone grabs their arm? Yes. That's the pain of love. I don't understand the concept of hurting yourself. Like why? Why would you harm yourself, your beautiful body for some shitty people or some not to important reasons.

Isn't it ironic we cut and kill flowers because we think they are beautiful but we kill and cut ourselves because we think we are not! 
Stop harming yourself and live the life which is waiting ahead for you. You are just trying to cope with something horrible that you should never live through. And in case you didn't know my love, dead people don't bleed. If you can bleed-see it, feel it-then you know you're alive. It's irrefutable, undeniable proof. You're living you have life. Just take one more step and keep aside all the pain for once and start a new life for your own self. Get up! You're a hero! Your scars are not to be hidden. They're your crown, showing you went through a tough time but made it out alive!