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I read the text and then blocked you then I picked up a blade and put it to my wrist I see my phone ringing its my sister I pick up and set down the blade I picked a marker and made the lines on my arm the lines i was going to make with you Maybe a different day
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Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC
blade
I read the text and then blocked you then I picked up a blade and put it to my wrist I see my phone ringing its my sister I pick up and set down the blade I picked a marker and made the lines on my arm the lines i was going to make with you Maybe a different day
#cutting#depression#sad#bullied#blades
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Mymy
20/F/Wisconsin
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC
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