I was soo mad.. The anger boiled the blood in my veins.
Angry at him... He did it, I blame him...
I was on my streak, clean for two months. Then- i broke down. Grabbing a pocket knife, i sharpened the scissors until they were razor sharp. Keeping my cuts close to my hip, each slice was a sigh of relief. "deeper" i thought, "DEEPER" the boiling blood spilled down my leg. Pool of blood rolling down my leg, made up for the angry tears i couldn't shed.
This streak is no more.
Let's try again.
Here we go.
I was on my streak, clean for two months. Then- i broke down. Grabbing a pocket knife, i sharpened the scissors until they were razor sharp. Keeping my cuts close to my hip, each slice was a sigh of relief. "deeper" i thought, "DEEPER" the boiling blood spilled down my leg. Pool of blood rolling down my leg, made up for the angry tears i couldn't shed.
This streak is no more.
Let's try again.
Here we go.
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