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I cut. My arms, legs, stomach,, and shoulders. The cuts aren’t deep. But it’s enough to leave a scar, And make it hurt. I do it, When I’m sad, Depressed, Mad, Scared, Or even happy. I don’t know why, I just want to feel pain. If I don’t get bumped, scraped, cut, or bruised, I will go home, And do something to inflict pain. I try to stop, But it’s like a drug. And I’m addicted, Addicted to self harm.
Addicted
aachikoncrak added this comment 2011-07-28 22:12:21-05:00
It's really nothing to be sorry about.... ...but ok?
jaydog55 added this comment 2011-07-18 15:01:25-05:00
No Comment..
ronnietheripper added this comment 2011-07-18 15:00:51-05:00
aww-hug-
stevehughes added this comment 2011-07-15 11:55:27-05:00
aww
coral00 added this comment 2011-07-27 11:11:19-05:00
OMG so sorry
aachikoncrak added this comment 2011-07-28 22:12:21-05:00
It's really nothing to be sorry about.... ...but ok?
jaydog55 added this comment 2011-07-18 15:01:25-05:00
No Comment..
ronnietheripper added this comment 2011-07-18 15:00:51-05:00
aww-hug-
stevehughes added this comment 2011-07-15 11:55:27-05:00
aww
coral00 added this comment 2011-07-27 11:11:19-05:00
OMG so sorry
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