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i’m screaming but no sound leaves my chapped lips the lips i peeled till they bled a trillion times over when i couldnt think of anything else to i wonder how much blood i lost from my lips today id imagine more than the average american but probably not more than the slits on my wrists i cut in the tub
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 4:05 AM UTC
picking at my lips
i’m screaming but no sound leaves my chapped lips the lips i peeled till they bled a trillion times over when i couldnt think of anything else to i wonder how much blood i lost from my lips today id imagine more than the average american but probably not more than the slits on my wrists i cut in the tub
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May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 4:05 AM UTC
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