jeon hyemi
here i am again.
cutting myself in the bathroom. i made a few more cuts on my wrist until i was satisfied with the cuts i'd done. it was bleeding, but i couldn't care less. i took a clean towel and cleaned the blood on my wrist. suddenly i heard a knock on the bedroom door.
"noona! are you done? it's time to go for your check-up!" my brother shouted.
"ne!" i replied.
i made sure to wear a long sleeve so he won't notice the fresh cuts i made.although i already promised him not to hurt myself again, i cant help myself. it felt so good. it makes me remember of how unwanted i was in this world. i'm too obsessed of being dead and hurting myself is the only way,
it became a habit of mine.
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habit - p.jm
Fiksi Penggemarin which a girl who was so obsessed with death, until she met her high school lover.
