Anymorei admit it i get paranoid i am insecure i can be petty need i go on listing my flawsAnymore
but i love you in my own small way and i know now that you don't really
love me anymore
Welcome Homei think of home and remember exactly where my razorblade isWelcome Home
over 3000 miles away in the top right drawer of my bathroom cabinet
mother found and took away my knives but this little secret stays hidden
i probably should have thrown it out after I made that promise to you but i didn't
And it sits, awaiting my return.
Another Way...breathe. count backwards from ten. three...two..one.Another Way...
place hands on keyboard. breathe.
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i love you. but this can't go on anymore. im falling apart again. it's getting so hard to keep that promise. i promised i wouldn't hurt myself anymore. i try with all my heart to keep it. i know that i could not bear to tell you, to see the hurt in your eyes when i admitted what i had done. again. but i am hurting. it isn't physical this time, but some of this awful emotional pain qualifies as self-afflicted. i hurt myself by falling in love with you.
and this is going to hurt even more. but i can't l
fear
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