too much emotion.
cut.
cut some more.
50.
numb.
Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. I need to stop cutting on my arms [well, in general, but.] I don't know why they're so appealing. But they are. Flesh more tender, lines more natural against the shape of the forearm.
Stupid. I don't like hiding my arms, it's more difficult, I overheat, it's suspicious, and I don't need scars there.
Fuck.
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