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Cuts.

By Hazzashiz

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i drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i... More

n . r . g
t w i t t e r .
i ' m o k a y .
h o p e .
a n k l e w e i g h t s .
p h y s i c a l .
r e d .
b e l t .
t h e r a p y # 1 .
b r o k e n p r o m i s e s .
s a v e y o u .
g i r l f r i e n d .
t h e r a p y # 2 .
a p p l e .
r . w . e
l u n c h .
t h e r a p y # 3 .
d r u n k e n .
s l i m .
r e p l a c e d .
h e r o w n .
t h e r a p y # 4 .
c o u n s e l i n g # 1 .
[ q u i c k a / n ]
d e a t h .
o n e c u p c a k e .
a d m i t i t .
c r y .
t h e r a p y # 5 .
a n o n y m o u s .
c o u n s e l i n g # 2 .
o l a f .
c h i c k e n .
p r o u d .
t h e r a p y # 6 .
c o u n s e l i n g # 3 .
j e a l o u s .
l i e .
e a t i n g .
l i k e .
l i f e .
b l a d e s .
f r o m n a s h .
w a l k a l o n e .
m a k e u p .
e y e .
w o r d s .
t h e r a p y # 7 .
c o u n s e l i n g # 4 .
p a r t n e r .
t o p i c s .
o n e w o r d .
s l e e p .
n o q u e s t i o n s .
t h a n k s .
i n t i m e .
n e w y e a r s .
n o .
a w a y .
a m a r a n t h i n e .
l o o k a t m e .
g o o d b y e .
t h e r a p y # 8 .
c o u n s e l i n g # 5 .
m e .
w a l k a w a y .
m a y b e .
a d r o p .
h a t e .
n o t h i n g .
t h e r a p y # 9 .
c o u n s e l i n g # 6 .
m i n u t e s .
d e p r e s s i o n .
b i t c h .
m o r e .
t h a n k s .
i t ' s .
b a c k o f f .
p r o u d .
m y l o v e l i e s .
n i a .
b e l l .
g a m e s .
k n u c k l e s .
b r e a k .
:)
r a i n b o w .
d a d .
f m l .
i c e - c r e a m .
a n d r e a .
o r .
y e s .
g o o d l u c k .
p a r k .
r i g h t h e r e .
a s s h o l e .
m e .
c a l l .
t h e e n d .
I T S U P!

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Cuts.

Short Story

i drew a butterfly on my wrist, in hopes that this feeling would no longer persist, but things got bad and i started to cry, so the butterfly on my...

completed depression fanfiction romance selfhatred starvation

m i n u t e s .

636 37 8
By Hazzashiz

"andrea and nash! time to present."

andrea picked her head up from her desk and looked up to the voice that had called her name.

her teacher gave her a stern look so she turned to nash confused.

"we'd like time to prepare may we head into the hallway?"

nash spoke up.

"you got 5 minutes."

"thank you."

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