I hug him back and I sit down. He walks out of the room and he goes to talk to his dad.
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I have been feeling horrible lately. Almost like it was before the apocalypse. Depression, sad, and worthless. 2 nights ago, I cut myself...
again. 'I hate myself.' I say to myself.
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I see the cuts on my wrists. I take my bracelets off and look at them. I begin to cry. I hear Carl's footsteps coming closer to me. I try to stop crying but he already sees me.
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"Taylor? Babe?" He says. "Why are you crying?" He asks me, walking over. I try to move my arm quickly but he grabs my arm. "Again!" He spits at me. "I-I'm sorry." I say. "You promised me!" He spat again. "I k-know. I'm sorry." I say again.
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I put my bracelets over them. He grabs my arm again. "What are y-you doing?" I ask. He moves the bracelet and her kisses my cuts and my scars. "Promise me, for real this time." He says. "I promise." I tell him, crossing my arms.
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He kisses my forehead and smiles. "Happy 2 year anniversary still." He tells me.
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I smile and I lay in his arms on the couch. I lay on his lap and cuddle against his warm stomach. I accidentally doze off.
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