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[aid] => mick
[title] => I Slit My Wrist...
[time] => 2004-09-07 14:14:27
[hometext] => I haven’t made cuts for exactly for 3 weeks tomorrow, and I hadn’t made scratches for 2 months and 12 days… up until tonight that is! I COULDN'T HELP IT! I couldn't cutall this pressure... PLEASE COMMENT!
[bodytext] => A lot of sweat, Came out of those slits. And my loss of blood proved, I just lost my grip. 2 1/2 months of quitting, Is now buried in the mist! I can’t quit cutting, ‘Coz it’s what I do best! I’ve got a shell of a loser. And a core of hurt. Why’d you think it would affect me? All these times you people made me feel like dirt! All those times I got picked on, And all those times that I was hit, To come home feeling knackered. And still live beside my family’s s****! Mum, why’d you cover the truth? How could you sit and lie? Then give out your love and care, Whilst I just broke inside! Then make out that you don’t under stand, What’s happening inside my head. Then go crying to the police! When I run away SUICIDAL and want to be DEAD! … That was the last reason for why I cut, And now 2 ½ have gone. But today I couldn’t live with the ''if’s'' and ''butt’s'', For if my self-harm went wrong… And indeed I did cut too much, I went deeper than I should have done. But NOTHING can be done now. So I’ll just have to close up and shut up, When they see my marks and frown… [comments] => 5 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 61 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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