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I was proud of myself, When I shakily took the blade Away from my wrist Because I couldn't stand it If I started cutting again
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC
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I was proud of myself, When I shakily took the blade Away from my wrist Because I couldn't stand it If I started cutting again
I am stronger than before
RJB
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Sep 9, 2014
Sep 9, 2014 at 2:45 PM UTC
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