Oh this town kills you when your young..

A friend of mine used me as a model for a photo project. When I saw the pictures edited, I was shocked. I think that after a while you forget how bad it actually looks. Sort of like an inverted birch. It makes me sad to see how far I actually went. At the same time I know that I probably had not responded to treatment at the time. Anyway, I think the picture is kinda beautiful in all its misery. I do NOT glorify self injury, that is not the purpose of the picture. Scars aren't beautiful. And life is not hopeless.