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Submitted to Contest #28
(Trigger warning: self-harm) The paper towel was a crisp white. Every little press that I pushed down in an effort to stop the blood was futile, it just kept coming. It dripped down my ankle in two little streams that stung hard. This is how it always happened, it was just me, myself, and my razor. I suppose I didn't really need a reason at this point, other than I just felt the need. No matter how morbid that sounds, it's the god honest truth. Sometimes I had something to blame the cuts and blood for, but it was never enough to feel like it...
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