i cant remember the last time i had fun without feeling sad.
just real fun.
i dont think so.

and yes ah ma.
dont you think i know that?
and one day your friends will leave you because of what you're doing
i know that ah ma.
in fact, its already happening.

but then again.
im always alone.
what difference would it make?

and what does it matter to you what i do to myself?
its my own body.
my own hand.
if it bleeds or scars, so be it.
im past caring.
10:11 PM
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