So I'm relapsing except it's worse. I don't know why I'm relapsing but it so much worse. At least it won't leave scars though. Basically I use to squeeze my wrist very tightly whenever I was super upset or felt so disappointed in myself for fucking up, now I'm stabbing a pencil into my thighs just to feel a bit better. Twice today my friends have had to take away my pencil. I want to stop but I can't.
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RandomThis is for like sad things that I think throughout the day and art stuff and like I might include poetry I don't know. It won't be interesting or anything it's just going to be here for my vents when I really need it or something. I really don't kn...
