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the moment before its eerily calm staring at your arm and then it happens you go crazy and end up with blotchy red spots clean red lines punching scratching kicking cutting until you snap out of it look down and see what you have done
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC
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the moment before its eerily calm staring at your arm and then it happens you go crazy and end up with blotchy red spots clean red lines punching scratching kicking cutting until you snap out of it look down and see what you have done
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Mar 18, 2018
Mar 18, 2018 at 8:33 PM UTC
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