My scars maybe the cover of my book, but if you ever bothered to read my story you'd understand why they're there. Open the cover, on the dedication page you'll see that it's dedicated to my razor and Jack Daniels for being my only two friends, understanding me, and keeping me company for a long time. Turn the page to the table of contents, chapters 1-15 are really the rising action of the story, then, ironically, the climax is my falling. It's my own fault really, I should've noticed that life was going so well that I should be aware, but I wasn't. Chapter 16-17 is where the story really gets fun, at this point I've lost each and every friend I had, my girlfriend left me and I'm being accused of rape, all this on top of possibly not graduating with the people I've been with my whole life. So with my life falling on top of me and still having to bare the smile that screams I'm fine I lost it, for 6 hours a day I wore that smile, acting like anyone would notice. Just another face in the crowd, but as soon as I came home I craved the need to be reminded I existed, I needed to know I was still real! So I'd drink that whisky to feel that burn, and I'd slash my arm to watch the blood flow, because humans bleed! Right? So I had to be human, even if I felt like a zombie m knew I was still there. Chapter 18 really starts to change the script, the scene changes, a lot of characters are removed, most of them permanently but some come back in eventually. Chapter 19 was a bust but a few lessons were learned, and the chapter isn't fully finished yet, there's still a few pages left. Chapter 20 I feel will really be the beginning of a great plot twist. So now you have a better idea of my story, I hope your view has altered, but if not, I do not give a fuck.
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