she sat alone in her dark apartment, nine inch nails blasting from her shitty computer speakers. blood oozed from a small gash on her left wrist.. the bood kept dripping, dripping dripping.. holding her wrist close to her eye she analyzed it. She haddn't done this to herself in months. she had forgotten just how sharp a blade can be.
chaining cigarettes when ur tonsil is so swolen that it takes up the whole back of ur throat.. yea thats fun. it feels really good too
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I havnt been on this thing in mo long. so i figure ill start writing again just for shits n gigs / to see whats up with my ppl away in college. so yea.. recently > I have moved into my own apartment on Lancaster off of Lark, which it pretty chill.. as is living with my boo Duncan who is awsome ahhh dads here gotta run