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After having a few drinks with the guys I decided to head in early. I wasn't having a good day. I never do.

I shut the door to my room behind me and sat on my bed. I reached underneath and got out my box of personal items. I locked the door to my bedroom then sat at my bed again. I opened the box and poured it's contents out onto my bed.

I put the letters, gaws, rubbing alcohol, and white cotten thingy back into the box and closed it. I picked up my razor and one after the other, blood dripped down my arm and onto my floor.

I took my box and covered my arm and and ran into the bathroom. Before I closed the door I made eye contact with Tobi as he was about to close the door to his room. I shut and locked the door and bandged up my cuts.

I should have never moved out here. Maybe I wouldn't have lost my girlfriend. Maybe I wouldn't be depressed. Maybe I wouldn't have to fight to keep living every day.

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