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Current mood:  sad Category: Writing and Poetry
i sit here with a razor to my wrist. thinking of all the horrible things thats happened in my life.it hurts when i think of those things but i dont care about my life anymore. im so shaky. i should cut myself now. hopefully i will hit my vien this time.
9:12 PM
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