Ashton, Ashton, Ashton. January-April, some of the worst times of my life. Fighting, cheating, breaking up; hell, I don`t ever know why we stayed together as long as we did.
Cutting. I can`t say that I wish I hadn`t, because I`m afraid if I wouldn`t have cut, I would have killed myself. This was also in January-April, go figure
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