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there are things u know

you shouldnt do....

things u said uve learned

but u know its a lie

u try to tell urself

i can do this..i can fight this

but really...u know u cant



i know this for a fact

its hard to fight..

one tear...one cut..

some blood..more

soon after u have so many

cuts everywhere...

soon u cant wear tops...

have to hide the scars..



u know u cant live this way...

u tell some friends

they listen..they "help"

u know it does nothing..

u have to help urself...

then u think...

im nothing...meaningless

forgotten..do i matter?

do they really like me?

am i alone?



then u write about death

everythings ok

right?

no...u think ur fine...

2 days later....another cut

10 more cuts....

the warm blood comes down

so fast...feels sooo good

u like it...u have cuts everywhere

wht is it?u dont understand?

theres ur body..lying there

ur friends weeping over u...



u couldnt stop..

u needed this

u should have went to them...

now ur gone...

everyone is crying...

even urself...

god im so stupid!