It's 11:30 and the pounding of my heart is fighting the pounding of my mind...i sit here in darkness and run my fingers over the many horizontal cuts on my left thigh and the "i wanna runaway!" on my right...glancing down at my left arm, i smile the familiar smile of satisfaction at the design i accomplished in making...now i have to hide....i'll
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