the first time in a long time... it's the first time in i don't know how long that i've been tired, suicidal, and like depressed and haven't wanted to cut...i look at the side of my thighs and i can still read the
shit i carved in there so long ago...and i kinda regret it now...i mean, i know it felt good at the time and all, but now i just feel dumb that it's still there...and i feel shitty if i want to go swimming or dress in like a shorts or a crop top, basically anything that shows off my body all i think about is "does anyone else notice that?" i mean, the ones on my stomach are so faded that you would have to know what they said and exactly where they were to see them now...but i'm still so aware of them...it sucks...but every now and then i still want to do it...tonight strikes me as a surprise, since i don't want to...but i know it'll come back...maybe i'll go back to my wrists since the weather is getting warmer...
w/e, a release is a release, no matter where it bleeds from...
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