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My arm is healed now. Thats a good thing right? There are no more angry red lines There is no more itching There aren't even traces of the scars. I can wear short sleeves again.   I swore it was a one time thing. "Never again, you have my word", I promised to the loved ones i had shown. So why do i feel like I want to paint my skin in red stripes once more?
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Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 8:20 AM UTC
Angry Red Lines
My arm is healed now. Thats a good thing right? There are no more angry red lines There is no more itching There aren't even traces of the scars. I can wear short sleeves again.   I swore it was a one time thing. "Never again, you have my word", I promised to the loved ones i had shown. So why do i feel like I want to paint my skin in red stripes once more?
They've only just healed... why do i want to put more in their place?
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Small_Chaos
20/F/NSW, Australia
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 8:20 AM UTC
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