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My scars are part of me now. Paintings on my skin that will fade within a couple of weeks.
But they feel right in a sense. I run my fingers over them and say to myself...
"sure, i'm hurting. ive made mistakes. but ive punished myself and im alive"
i know i shouldnt but i still do hurt myself. i hope one day to stop. so cheers to me for being 3 days clean... the most ive been since april.



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