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sometimes life isnt all that great, we find are selfs thinking lifes a dream.. so to remind us that its real, we bleed.hey i like ur razor, mind if i use it to cut my wrist? Why r u so freaked by this? is ur life so perfect that u cant see any pain? am i just some weird persn who is very strange? iam sorry that iam not perfect, and that things dont always go right. SO for you ill wipe this blood and kiss this cut goodnight