• How Did I Get Here

    by  • March 3, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Short -n- Sweet, Thoughts • 3 Comments

    Laying here, razor in hand, looking at the scars and raised, bleeding cuts on hips honestly makes me wonder how I managed to get to this place. I was the last person I expected to be here.

    I’m so numb now, it’s like I’m already dead.

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    3 Responses to How Did I Get Here

    1. friend
      March 3, 2012 at 2:32 pm

      hey,
      i love you. don’t do this to yourself, i want to help. there is hope.. if you want to talk i’m here to listen. please don’t do this.
      –friend




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    2. me
      March 4, 2012 at 10:23 pm

      this is so sad. please talk to someone.




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    3. friend
      March 6, 2012 at 7:53 pm

      i’m hear for you. i’m a great listener if you want someone to talk to.




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