weabro By weabro, 16th Oct 2014 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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Hate was a strong,angry word.

You just so happened to use it a lot.


You hated a lot of things,the main one being yourself.

You hated yourself.
You wanted to cut and scratch and mark your body,make it a bloody,ugly mess.
There were cuts lining your arms,and legs.Scratches everywhere.You drew on your limbs,lines and swirls all over yourself.

You hated people.
People were assholes.Criticizing assholes.
They banged and and hit at your walls,crashing and tearing them apart.

You also hated the voices.
The voices were whispers and screams in your head.
They screeched words of terror and sadness and whispered poets and scrolls of fear.
The voices made you slam and bang your palms against your head,scream nothingness into the air,whimper and gasp and twist in the dark,and mouth the word no into your pillow.



Cutting, Depression, Hate, Sadness

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I'm dani,and I'm an asexual with a gf named lauren.

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