It had been awhile since Josh had cut. But it had also been awhile since he last ate. He broke one day and broke a few razors apart for their blades because he wasn't allowed sharp things. He cut that day and didn't regret it. He started wearing hoodies again. He cut that whole month until he's arms were shreads.
Too bad he didn't know Tyler would help.
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Pain Painted In Crimson liquid◇joshler◇
FanfictionLet the blade glide. Let the blood ooze. But don't let each other know. Or you'll look like fools.
