You know, it's really sad when your own thoughts creep you out. Today at the lab, as I was walking back to boredom, I looked at the veins on my right wrist and saw how much they stood out and thought, "Those are just waiting to be slit." It was the weirdest thing, especially since I'm not depressed at the moment. At least, I don't think I am. I
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