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[tw: some graphic stuff yo] sometimes i imagine using razor blades to stab my eyes sometimes i imagine that with a slick knife, i am pinned down and slit open i imagine lines and lines of blood on limbs limbs that can't be soaked no not yet not right now not today i imagine getting beat up fresh bruises blooming my features swollen black eye, split lips, teeth knocked out i wish to suffocate to be crushed and to receive all the wounds i deserve
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Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 11:03 AM UTC
being alive is a punishment
[tw: some graphic stuff yo] sometimes i imagine using razor blades to stab my eyes sometimes i imagine that with a slick knife, i am pinned down and slit open i imagine lines and lines of blood on limbs limbs that can't be soaked no not yet not right now not today i imagine getting beat up fresh bruises blooming my features swollen black eye, split lips, teeth knocked out i wish to suffocate to be crushed and to receive all the wounds i deserve
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Nov 5, 2013 at 11:03 AM UTC
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