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What if I told you that I've started to hurt myself again, that the blade feels so good against my cold skin? Would you come save me? Or would you believe my lies? Like everyone else has, who can't see through my eyes. Maybe I am gone crazy, maybe this is just a phase. It's a little hazy, I am tired of this chase. (s.f) x
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
Chase
What if I told you that I've started to hurt myself again, that the blade feels so good against my cold skin? Would you come save me? Or would you believe my lies? Like everyone else has, who can't see through my eyes. Maybe I am gone crazy, maybe this is just a phase. It's a little hazy, I am tired of this chase. (s.f) x
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Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
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