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I wrote on myself last night I wrote the words Vile Broken Whore Alone Ugly Fat Pale Stupid **** Inferior Lonely Sad Awkward Weird Worthless I wrote them with sharpie And then I took my pocket knife Freshly sharpened And I cut the words into my skin I cut lines across my thighs And I watched all the ink sink in "They say that ink poisoning can **** you Well, welcome death To my body. To my temple." That's what I said Later, I got in the shower And I scrubbed off the writing I scrubbed until my flesh was raw There was even a little more bleeding I marked DAY 3 off the calendar And I went to bed This morning I woke up I plastered a smile on my face And prepared for the day To see the only one who makes me happy And keeps me sane At least when he is around Soon I'll go home and do like usual I'll pull out the sharpies And again I'll sharpen my pocket knife I'll make a long list of words And I'll repeat the night before But tonight I might not cry as much Even though the pain will be 10 times worse
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC
Relapsing
I wrote on myself last night I wrote the words Vile Broken Whore Alone Ugly Fat Pale Stupid **** Inferior Lonely Sad Awkward Weird Worthless I wrote them with sharpie And then I took my pocket knife Freshly sharpened And I cut the words into my skin I cut lines across my thighs And I watched all the ink sink in "They say that ink poisoning can **** you Well, welcome death To my body. To my temple." That's what I said Later, I got in the shower And I scrubbed off the writing I scrubbed until my flesh was raw There was even a little more bleeding I marked DAY 3 off the calendar And I went to bed This morning I woke up I plastered a smile on my face And prepared for the day To see the only one who makes me happy And keeps me sane At least when he is around Soon I'll go home and do like usual I'll pull out the sharpies And again I'll sharpen my pocket knife I'll make a long list of words And I'll repeat the night before But tonight I might not cry as much Even though the pain will be 10 times worse
#broken#me#relapse#vile
Xyns
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Xyns
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 12:16 PM UTC
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