— gemma, 19.
90's bitch who drinks too much caffeine and listens to weird music & talks too much shit. pretends she's okay when she's really falling apart, has an excuse for every bruise/cut that she inflicts on herself. has friends but prefers her own company, often thinks she's a failure in life but the reality is, she's just recovering and she'll get there eventually.<3
we’re full of secrets, you and me. everyone’s got secrets, everyone has those scars they keep hidden and stories they won’t talk about. we’re the same you and me yet why, why in that moment when I’m fighting my demons; do I feel so alone?