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Dec 2017
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Blood smells strongly of iron.
Who would of thought a surface cut would bleed so much.
I can't feel pain.
I can't feel anything.
Chloe
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Chloe  24/F/USA
(24/F/USA)   
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   themarsbeing, --- and Wyatt
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