It was another one of those nights.
She was kneeling over the toilet bowl with a razor in her hand. Tears spilled out of her eyes as she thought of all her flaws and imperfections.
"Why?"
She whispered softly to herself.
Without a second thought, she slid the sharp razor across her wrist. Blood tricked down her arm as it dripped onto the cold bathroom tile. The familiar stinging sensation rushed through her right arm as she stared at her skin and the red mark the blade had left behind.
"Take away the pain"
Again, she sliced. The feeling coursed through her now bloody wrist once again.
"By feeling more of it"
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I'm sorry it's short and that it sucks. Because I suck at writing. But yeah.
-Yumin (◕◡◕✿)
