I do not remember the exact specifics or the context behind why I did it(I kinda recall it maybe was something to join a gang, but idk how accurate that is) anyways, I recall slitting some part of my arms with some sort of razor or sharp object of sorts.
This has got me extremely worried and stressed even more than I already am.
I hate this fucking piece of shit world and the piece of fucking shit species I am apart of.
This has got me extremely worried and stressed even more than I already am.
I hate this fucking piece of shit world and the piece of fucking shit species I am apart of.
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