I'm so stupid. I don't have a reason to be sad. I don't even have terrible thoughts running through my head and I can't focus. There really aren't any distractions.
A little pain to keep me sane. Shit... It won't stop bleeding.
I got caught. I didn't think the boys at my table cared.
I can't stop picking at my hands. I think I need to cover the entirety of my hands, damnit.
