Witty Profiles
I was trying to
cut myself. I wanted to cut for the cut itself, for the delicate
severing of capillaries, the transgression of veins. I needed to
cut like the way your lungs scream for air when you swim the
entire length of the pool underwater in one breath. It was a
craving so organic it seemed to have arisen from the skin itself.
Imagining the sticky-slick scarlet trails of my own blood soothed
me.
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