Anxiety

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     "Ellie, you can't keep doing this. You're too beautiful, you're ruining your body. Cutting is not the way to solve things."
     Blah blah blah, I've heard this speech too many times. It's not even that bad, one cut here, one cut there. No one will see, nobody cares. It's an addiction, I can't just stop. I've been doing it for so long, I feel like I love it.. And now someone's texting me.
     "Ellie, are you even listening?" "Yes, yes I am." Bullshit.
    "I know you hate lectures, but you need to stop. You're putting your life in danger, and what if you cut too deep one day?"
     I give her that bullshit look, like really.? Don't you understand that that's my intentions?
     "Okay don't answer that question. But seriously, please at least try.? For me, your foster mom?"
     "Ugh fine, I'll try." Again, bullshit.. I hug her and go up to my room. Oo.. New friend request!! Michael Jackson? Well he's cute, so yes. Accept.

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