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I never used to have any Then people gave them to me Now I give them to myself It's the only way I feel better the only way I can smile for real I know I should stop but I cant It feels good, the blade splitting my skin the blood slowly pumping out and running down my arm that's how I feel happy that's how I smile.
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
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I never used to have any Then people gave them to me Now I give them to myself It's the only way I feel better the only way I can smile for real I know I should stop but I cant It feels good, the blade splitting my skin the blood slowly pumping out and running down my arm that's how I feel happy that's how I smile.
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Aug 16, 2015
Aug 16, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC
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