Gah the only fucking thing keeping me from cutting myself is the thought of the lines on my wrists not being straight enough and not being able to go back and fix them. I can't control a god damn thing my head thinks anymore, my life has turned into a collection or planned and categorized random events mapped out weeks in advance, in which the means are meant for surprise. The thought of her is the only thing keep my heart from pumping cyanide instead of blood through my veins. This is dumb.





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