I hurt myself.
Numb. *SLICE* ahhhhh.......
It helps me see through the shit and focus on whats real.
For that matter what is real?
*SLICE* ahhhhhhhhhh.........
Want to see my scars?
They say I'm mad. They keep me in this cell. I hide my knife because they say its bad.
BAD KNIFE!
*SLICE* ahhhhhhh..
They give me good drugs. Makes me smile.
I like to smile.
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