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I just can't take it anymore! Today someone said I dressed wierd, so I went home and cut myself! I sat in my dark room and wrote deep dark poetry, and then cut my arms. I did something new with this cutting session, I rubbed the blood all over myself and drew an upside down cross on my face with the blood. Why can't people accept me for who I am!?
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