Tonight me and Lou were making ourselves dinner because mum was being annoying and was out late with a 'friend'. I accidentally cut myself when we were cutting the chicken and it felt really good. i dont think it should but it was so relieving, louis had panicked though and wet a flannel before sending to the lounge while he finished cooking the chicken stuffed with mozzarella, wrapped in parma ham with a side of home made mash
I thought I got over my depression. My therapist said i was doing better and reduced my appointments to only once a month instead of every week.
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Fanfiction"You're a pretty boy." "I can't be pretty, I have a dick." "Whatever, pretty boy." © All rights Reserved 2014 i wrote this when i was 14 pls stop reading it jdjdkkdks
