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				January 22nd 2025, 03:22 AM
			
			
			
		 
		
	
                
            	
		
		
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I relasped. I cut my thighs. I cut my hand. I cut my chest. I'm mad at myself, but I don't care anymore. If I cut to deep, I do, but I don't care. I don't care if my friends leave me, I don't care if my friends find out, it won't stop me. I shut down during WIN today(a class at my school) and my teacher kept saying "ashton are you okay" me: "Yeah..." *later* "are you sure you're okay?" *I nod* "Don't lie to me, because I can tell you right now you don't look okay, is there anything I can do?" "NO..." "Ok...lmk if u need anything". Like...damn I should have talked to her, but at the same time I knew what would have happened. I would have went to the ER if I expressed I wanted to kill myself actively. But it doesn't. Matter. Anymore.
 
		
	
		
		
                
		
		
		
	
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