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1 cut 2 cuts 3 cuts 4 how many more til i hit the floor 5 cuts 6 cuts 7 cuts 8 tell me to stop that's just great like it is going to help you yelling at me for ruining my body that we already know I don't give 2 ***** about anymore and also weather I die or live 2 months later I live on with the only regret of not picking up the phone before I picked up that god ****** blade
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
A Cutter
1 cut 2 cuts 3 cuts 4 how many more til i hit the floor 5 cuts 6 cuts 7 cuts 8 tell me to stop that's just great like it is going to help you yelling at me for ruining my body that we already know I don't give 2 ***** about anymore and also weather I die or live 2 months later I live on with the only regret of not picking up the phone before I picked up that god ****** blade
this is how i felt when my mom found out that i was a cutter i have been clean for 2 months now and am doing awesome!
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17/F/Oklahoma City Oklahoma
Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 2:40 PM UTC
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