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It doesn’t matter how skinny I get, nobody will ever like me.

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Burned twice tonight, it terrifies me that it doesn’t hurt enough anymore.

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I can’t think of a single reason why I shouldn’t press a burning piece of metal against my wrists. Not a single god damn reason.

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It’s taking everything I have to not burn myself right now. I don’t want to break after 26 days free.

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If I was at home, my wrists would have some nice new burns.

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Put the razor, the knife, the lighter, and the pills down. I know how strong you are, I know you can make it through tonight. Prove it to yourself that you’re bigger than this. You’re beautiful in every way, and you’re stronger than anybody could imagine.

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After two fucking months clean, I burned myself again. I’m such a failure.

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I hate that my scars have faded so much. I liked that I had battle wounds, and proof that I can get through anything.

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I’m a disgusting pig.

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I’m an absolutely terrible person.

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I fucking suck at everything.

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There’s not a person in the world who cares about me right now.

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