@henry-rose

My thoughts spiral into hateful nothingness. Just a buzzing hive of loathing agonizing thoughts. I looked down at the knife in my hand, and my forearm upturned to receive the cutting edge. I hesitated for a second, then feeling like I left my body, I watched my hand lift up. I looked away when I brought the knife back down into my forearm. Suddenly, my whole world evaporated, and all I was left with was a needlepoint veiw of the blood puring out of the open wound. My whole world was the pain and hot rushing blood dripping onto my kitchen floor. I felt woozy, and my limbs grew heavy. I dropped the knife onto the floor with a clatter. I swiftly followed suit. My last thoughts before passing out were, "No wait, no wait, I fucked up."

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