In one of my many, many journals I am pretty sure I have written that I completely understand why there are "cutters" in this world.
I completely understand how deep-rooted pain — pain that is embedded into every nook and cranny of your soul and into every fibrous tissue of your heart — would compel you to find a sharp instrument and start slicing away at the very flesh that betrayed you. SLICE. The flesh that could not protect SLICE the most delicate and intimate parts SLICE of you. The parts so easily SLICE consumed, SLICE used and SLICE abused, then discarded because you SLICE SLICE SLICE are no longer SLICE enough. You gave him ALL of you. EVERYTHING you had. He took all of you when he walked away. STAB STAB STAB STAB STAB
FUCK YOU. FUCK ALL OF YOU.
GO TO HELL, CARRIE. THAT IS EXACTLY WHERE YOU BELONG BECAUSE YOU BROUGHT ALL THIS UPON YOURSELF.
FUCK YOU, SELF. YOU FUCKING WORTHLESS P.O.S.
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