Cutting is consistant with the every day life. altho no longer i am numb. i can feel every inch cut in to my leg. i can feel my breathing in and out of the cuts. and when i move i feel the skin rub together as if it were two separates. why does everthing come down to this. in a way i wish i was happy. but not a single person can bring this
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