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1/6/2016 1:05:13 AM
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"Hey. Lash out on me."
[b]He says standing up and opening his arms exposing his chest and stomach, blood bleeds through his shirt, where he cut himself.[/b]
English
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He feels a soothing healing cover him [b]"not until you explain yourself"[/b] [i]"not until you explain yourself"[/i] Her voice echoes
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"You were gone and I was cutting again, and I cuddled with Jess for support, when it went sexual. Now you know why, now beat me like the gangs did when I was four."
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She glows an intense red [b]"do you think your the only one with a troubled past?"[/b] [i]"do you think your the only one with a troubled past?"[/i] [i]"do you think your the only one with a troubled past?"[/i] The echo grows
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Edited by elijah: 1/6/2016 1:40:02 AM"I know I'm not. So go ahead. I hate me too." [b]He says taking a knife and jabbing it into his stomach.[/b] "And I know nothing I say will have you forgive me."
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She begins turning gray "Don't cut pl-" She falls into a pile of dust before she can finish saying it.
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"NO! OH MY GOD!!! IM SUCH A FŪCKING IDIOT!!! FŪCK ME!!!" [b]He says dropping to his knees and cupping the ash in his hands, crying his eyes out.[/b]
