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This is what I write when I'm feeling particularly lonely at night. No specified gender so they could be imagines but idk.. just need a place to put these. They aren't connected unless stated. Kinda dark sometimes because that's how my brain is. The...

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B(?/?)Self Harm

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by imslightlyobsessedok

by imslightlyobsessedok

                                    
                                              Hey please just don't read ahead yet. This chapter mentions self harm as you could tell by the chapter title. Please p l e a s e if this triggers you DO NOT READ IT. You have been warned. 
                          "If I could, I would kiss all your scars away."
                          He says it so earnestly, begging me to be better. I choke out a sob and look down at my wrists. They're marked up and he lifts both of my forearms up and brings his lips to each cut and white faded line and I let him kiss them.. he's frantically kissing them. I wish he could kiss all my scars away too. I can't look him in he eyes. He's still kissing my cuts, and I'm sobbing across from him. He lets my wrist go to hold my face and wipe away my tears. He tilts my face up to him. My nose is red and stuffy, and my lips are swollen. My eyes are red, teary and avoiding his gaze. It'd be too much, looking into his sad eyes as he begged for me to stop doing this to myself. I'd cry harder. 
                          "Hey," he whispers it softly and lowly. 
                          I lean into his hand and close my eyes. It's all too much. Too many feelings.. shame, embarrassment, disgust, pain, sorrow. 
                          "It's okay, baby, it's okay. I'm here, you don't have to do that anymore," he whispered.
                          Tears fall. "I know," I say, not opening my eyes just yet. His thumb strokes my cheek. 
                          Right now I just want to be held. He seems to read my mind and he pulls me to him and he wraps his arms around me. It's nice here.. safe.. I don't ever want him to let me go.