Today My friends and I all wrote love on the inner arms in honor of a story about a girl who went through hardships and went down a narrow path of depression. She began getting into all of kinds of trouble such as cutting herself. Her friends loved her so much that they pushed her into a rehab. She snuck in a razor blade and carved into her arm fucked up. The rehab a day latter noticed and put her back out on the streets. Her friends took her to their home and showered her with love. As she began to notice she wanted to live she had to give up what made her want to live her razor blades and cocaine. She gave these to one of her friends and told her how much she appriciated what they were doing, and that if she was going to make it through the night those things couldn't be in possesion. Her friend then took the items and was glad her friend had the hope enough to live. Now she is in a real rehab, and she is starting a whole new life.
We wrote love on our arms to show how much people need loving and caring, or showing of kindness to revive their hope and dearms to live. I hope you like the picture.
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