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I tear away at my skin as a coping mechanism for many things. It's tragic, really...tearing away at the vessel that carries me through my attempts to save myself from the world I live in.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
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I tear away at my skin as a coping mechanism for many things. It's tragic, really...tearing away at the vessel that carries me through my attempts to save myself from the world I live in.
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Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 1:31 AM UTC
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