my red and white blood cells staring at me as I peel away the scab they spent 10 hrs making:
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my red and white blood cells staring at me as I peel away the scab they spent 10 hrs making:
i dont think i was meant to be alive this long. nothing is going right
I WANT TO FUCKING CUT MYSELF BUT I CANT.
WHY IS THIS THE WORST FEELING EVER.
And what doesn't kill you is on your arms and thighs forever
been struggling this past week so instead of relapsing i draw it
"If you cut again I'll give away your dog" yes, because making me more miserable is going to help me and I'll be much more happier, you cunt
I want scars all over my body so people can have something to look at
im so bad at social interactions its makes me wanna kill myself