⚠️ TW: Suicide ⚠️

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Numb.

That was all I could feel. That was all anyone could feel. Unless. Unless you bought from the seller. He traveled from town to town selling and making profit.

He was in town today.

The pieces jingle in my pocket as I made my way through the crowd. People love the seller. His long white beard and tall hat stuck out in the crowd. He stood on a wood block shou...

⚠️ Trigger Warning: Self-Harm ⚠️

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Cutting

Slice after slice

Till my arm is covered

Fading away into the black

Cutting...

I’m the last one, the last emotion, the last straw, the last chance.

I killed them all, every last one of them. They were a pain to me anyways, always telling me to “cheer up”, “life gets better”, “you’re strong”. It was sickening.

I looked through the mirror seeing my hosts wrist, with a blade bending down on it. I pushed the lever oh so gently, leading the knife to rest against my hosts wrist....