cutting is cool(not):\

why is my life so horrible?

I rummage through the kitchen drawer until I find it. I pull it out slowly and watch as the sun glints off the polished silver.

this will solve all my problems!

I carefully put the blade to my wrist. I put the razor-sharp edge to the point i want to start my pain.

do i really want to do this?

I drag the blade against my skin softly, because I am not sure I want to do this. I rub away the skin as my confidence grows.
The skin won’t tear. I rub harder with the blade, but it stays connected. I decide to stop. All that is left is a angry red line.

But no blood.

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