Dear Diary,
I didn't mean too, I'm sorry. I just don't want to feel any pain, so I cut again. I'm not proud of it, I'm just trying to keep a record of how long I can go without it. I'm starting to run out of room on my wrist without hitting a vein. I don't now what I'll do if I run out of room, cry I guess. I don't like being this way, yet somehow I am. I'm so bad. I need to stop. I stooped lower than before. I have cuts over my cuts, it hurts, but not as bad as I thought it would. I know have vertical and horizontal cuts, why did I stoop this low?! G wants me to give him my favorite razor tomorrow. I'm going to, even though it's my favorite, he will ave my razor. I will do my absolute best to stop this. I did it again, my wrist looks so bad right now.
Artistically yours,
H
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