At the start of the Wilbur thing, I didn't know who to support so I chose her what a fucking idiot I was. I believed her and it made me Hate Wilbur I don't know how to explain how I found out but when I did my heart sank. So I did the one thing that helped, I grabbed the scissors that were in my pencil case I was pissed off after all, I had to get rid of the stress. The scissors we're not Sharp only left red-ish pink marks they faded in a few hours it felt good, I wanted to smoke, feel like smoke burn my tongue and burn my nose, make my eyes water, I was confused I was kind of numb, I'm a wilbur supporter now but...sometimes I still want to use this scissors when I get shouted at I Stay up at night knowing it's self-harm I still do it, sometimes i want to use the scissors on my arm sometimes I want to do it when I feel lonely, sometimes I think I deserve it.
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Losowe⚠️TW⚠️: Self-harm. Smoking Alcohol Swearing Derealization(?) Self-esteem issues Sensitive subjects (?) A bit of NSFW(art) LOVE YOU ALL💕💕/P
