I no longer have real reason to do what I do, I just get sad. Really sad. i can’t control myself. The sensation i get from it somehow numbs me, I like not being able to feel the pain. Even when it slices me i just can’t feel it. I guess I’m addicted to it. I’m the one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t be.
How did this happen to me?
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oh how the times have changed
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