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when i used to cut a lot i'd do this. i seldom ever cried. when i did cry, i was so embarrassed, so ashamed of myself. so i'd fight the urge to cry and let my tears go in blood. but now i just cry, and feel pitiful. i dont cut so much anymore. but you're not alone, (((( nothing_inside )))) if okay..
Lily
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Your memory is a monster; you forget - it doesn't. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you - and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you.
-John Irving
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