my mind runs, i can never catch it.: i love scars. →
i’m so weird. but i think they add character to you. i’m not joking when i say all this. they remind you of certain times and people. mine do at least. and anyone without scars..well they’re that much closer to perfection, but who wants that? i get excited with new scars. and its a new story. even if its as stupid as burning myself with pizza cheese, or that guy you used to hangout with who almost hit you with a bike. i don’t know. they’re all different and interesting. i love scars. this was totally unnecessary.
Preach it, sister.