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They Thought It Was An Accident

by @m-7

You're such a loser. You rode your bike into traffic and didn't even have the decency to die. You pretended to be modest in the hospital so that they wouldn't raise the gown above your knees, so that they wouldn't see your scars. You etched I'M STILL HERE into your skin, and you don't know whether that's a good thing or a bad thing anymore. *I'm such a loser. I couldn't even die.*
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