i am goth as fuck

[vanillaknives]

my legs are pitted with scars from when i was younger and obsessed with scabs and blood. for years, i could not get bitten by a mosquito without clawing a bloody crater where the bite was and cultivating a thick scab for the rest of the summer. i remember sitting in a sun beam in the house where i grew up pulling scabs off my legs and tie-dying

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[catchall]

I still remember my all-time favorite scab. It was a really excellent knee scrape I got when I was seven and fell on pavement/gravel. It had all the stuff you look for in a scab. The first round even had dirt/rock particles. My favorite was the outside bits that healed faster and I could peel the scab up around the edges but the middle was still attached and bloody and tender. It lasted months. God, those were the days. Maybe I should make more of an effort to fall on gravel as you can't be bored when you have good scabs.

[kopyor]

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[surlygrl]

I always idolized scabs when I was a child, wanted to have them on my legs because it was cool. But the mosquitos didn't bite me as much as the fleas, which didn't draw so much blood.

[well_lahdidah]

man, i get all freaked out even just reading these scab tales. i think because i am a gigantic pussy.

i couldn't find any pictures for you of kittens with body mods that didn't look fake.

[catchall]

If hawaii wasn't so WEAK and covered in tropical flowers and shit and was instead covered in HARD CORE gravel glass tar and cement like my childhood stomping grounds, maybe you would get it. .. but feel free to tell us stories of the wicked pollen stains you got on your paradise pants.

ps. i cry when animals look sad and when i hear choral music

[well_lahdidah]

I GOT YOUR TROPICAL FLOWERS AND SHIT RIGHT HERE

[catchall]

woah. i forgot about volcanoes. BUT STILL. you show me your lava burn and i'll show you the three inch scar i got from a rusty pipe that stuck out from the sewer in my backyard.
yeah? no lava burn? did those remarkable vegetation compacts remove all signs of grievous scarring? did a bird of paradise alight on your woe-some burnttoacrisp leg and shed a single tear of all-powerful bird love, sparing you a lifetime of disfigurement?

ps. jealousy is funny!

[mrrranda]

I have a genuine problem with scab-picking on the sad, gray (or shiny, mottled pink) border of self-injury. Maybe we can hang out sometime and TRADE SCABS.

This also makes me think of a long-lost art school chum of mine named Greg, who skinned his knee something fierce while rollerblading and then took great pains to get the scab off in a single piece as large as possible, so he could wear it around his neck as a SCAB MEDALLION. That guy was so fucking cool.