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September 4th 2011, 07:34 AM
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She sits at her desk crying quiet tears. She doesn’t want to wake anyone, they don’t need to know how she feels. So goes to get her razors, and opens the box to find her two razors she busted out of a shaving razor last month. The shine of the metal seems to be staring her in the face. They are getting dull, but not yet rusting.
She has to press a bit harder for it to work though, hurting a little too much for such a small cut, but it will have to work for now. She doesn’t exactly mind the pain, but she doesn’t love it either. All she truly wants is the blood. She’s never gotten more then a little trickle, and it’s generally just a few drops, but it’s good enough for her. She starts with that first slice on her stomach, the one place it’s well hidden from everyone. But one cut leads to 2, 2 cuts lead to 4, 4 leads to 10, 10 leads to 20. Finally she stops, cleans the razor, and puts it back where she got it. She cleans the blood the best she can with peroxide and a washcloth, still crying at her desk. She wonders how much longer she can do this before she breaks. She cant keep going like this. She cant keep living. She wants to die. She’s fat. She’s ugly. She’s worthless. She’s pathetic. She’s me. On the outside I'm smiling, but inside im crying. I'm silent, but screaming, I'm so slowly dying. |
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September 4th 2011, 07:42 AM
oops, sorry, i didnt notice it had posted before, it was glitching. you can delete this one and just leave the other up lol
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Re: Short story called razors. -
September 4th 2011, 09:36 PM
Got it
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September 11th 2011, 07:54 AM
thanks. hm idk if i should keep this up. i think its kinda bad :/
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September 12th 2011, 05:20 PM
The story isn't bad. It's relateable. A lot of us do this and a lot of us feel this way, I know that I do.
"Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars."
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September 14th 2011, 05:49 AM
thank youu
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September 19th 2011, 10:12 PM
I like this, especially the end! good work
I'm burning out like a bright light, I wasn't ready for this. You're adorable as hell, but I'm glancing at your wrist.
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September 19th 2011, 11:36 PM
thank you
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