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I wrote him a letter but I'm not sure I'll send it. I wrote him saying how much of a hard time I'm having trusting him and believing what he says. I feel like we're back at square one -- when we first began to talk and I didn't trust him.
On another news, I still feel like cutting. I keep thinking back of when I was really into it and I don't know. I miss it. I really fucking miss feeling the sharpness on my skin and just cutting it open. But then I think about it and I know that if I start up again, I won't stop this time. And I guess the radio seems to be with me on this one -- it keeps playing all the songs that makes me want to cut. I keep thinking to whoever's up there, to really help me not do it.
On another news, I still feel like cutting. I keep thinking back of when I was really into it and I don't know. I miss it. I really fucking miss feeling the sharpness on my skin and just cutting it open. But then I think about it and I know that if I start up again, I won't stop this time. And I guess the radio seems to be with me on this one -- it keeps playing all the songs that makes me want to cut. I keep thinking to whoever's up there, to really help me not do it.