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. Pain. Like sliding down bannisters made from razor blades. Like bathing in rose bushes, swimming in broken glass. I bought an Emo lawn. It cuts itself. Because I'm too busy ... ... cutting Me. © Pagan Paul (04/10/17)
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Oct 6, 2017
Oct 6, 2017 at 7:55 PM UTC
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. Pain. Like sliding down bannisters made from razor blades. Like bathing in rose bushes, swimming in broken glass. I bought an Emo lawn. It cuts itself. Because I'm too busy ... ... cutting Me. © Pagan Paul (04/10/17)
. For Claire. I know you joke and make light of your self harm but I look passed the smiles and bright eyes, and see the pain still there waiting to come out. I also know you didn't mean to take it so far this time. Maybe by the time you read this you will be getting the help and support you need. I send love and best wishes for a speedy recovery. <3 Paul.
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Oct 6, 2017 at 7:55 PM UTC
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