three cuts and two smokes later the tears finally subside. She hates herself more and more for giving into the razor and the nicotine because the tears may be gone, but the feelings reside in her heard, head and mind for the rest of the night.
She smells of smoke and her skin burns from the blade, but the tears have subsided and her mind is a bit clear.
Her bad habits remain, but the tears subsided.
Nov 26, 2015
Nov 26, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
three cuts and two smokes later the tears finally subside. She hates herself more and more for giving into the razor and the nicotine because the tears may be gone, but the feelings reside in her heard, head and mind for the rest of the night.
She smells of smoke and her skin burns from the blade, but the tears have subsided and her mind is a bit clear.
Her bad habits remain, but the tears subsided.
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