Reblog if you would still love someone even if they had self-harm scars.
I do.
The husband is covered with them. Big, fat, raised, ridged scars across both arms, his chest, and his stomach. Guess what, fuckers, I STILL LOVE HIM.
my best friend/neighbour. razorblade scars all over her body and i love her sosomuch. the kindest, most considerate person you’d ever meet.
People still love me. I love me. I respect myself now. :’3
I think scars are beautiful
I would and have before lol. Condemning someone for their troubled past makes you look like a fucking asshole
