‼️Disclaimer!!! There will be some graphic details if your not ok with that or feel uncomfortable I suggest not to read this book.‼️
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lets get in with the story.
Shes thinks she's insane
liking the way the pain feels when she pushes the blade into her skin and seeing the red blood rise from those cuts she just made. She likes seeing that she IS human and that she bleeds just like everyone else. She giggles wanting to laugh hysterically but keeps it in her head not wanting people to know her guiltiest pleasure. She smiles as she sees the blood ooze. It's so wrong but feels oh so right. She's crazy and she loves it. When she pushes the blade into her already marked skin she waits with anticipation to see the red thick liquid come up and show its appearance. And she smiles. As she finally cleans up the red from her arm she doesn't regret it. She's sick, she's sick and she needs help but she doesn't want it even she knows she needs it. She's crazy and she likes being crazy better yet she wants to be insane. Wants to be insane but is weak, weak because she needs to learn how to handle the hardest things.
