Scars
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Wed, Jun 20, 2018
"I'm so terribly sorry..."
"It's okay"
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NOTE
Trigger warning: Depression, anxiety, cutting and mental health problems involved
Written by me, a Dutch 16-year-old girl, so if you see any grammar or spelling mistakes, please let me know.
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