something is fundamentally wrong with me, i just want to fit in but i can't do that, i feel like i'm slowly sinking in my own mind.
did u know that in a small way flay myself, i tear off scabs and pick at the side of my fingers, i don't mean to do it. when i'm doing it, i subconsciously start and once i start i can't stop until i have finished on that section. i don't like doing this it's just that when i get stressed it's how i coup. i've been doing since i was a kid and am covered in scars because of it and i really fucking hate it, i've disfigured my own body.
eh whatever christmas tomorrow so yay for that :D
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ספרות לא בדיוניתmoved to my new diary where hopefully i'll be less of a whiny bit- i mean where hopefully i'll be more mature for her time moves on, whilst my life is in a state of constant transit i'll just be refering to myself as L, i am currently on my final ye...
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