..::Bleed Me::..The razor glided smoothly across the skin of my arm, leaving behind a thin line of blood. The soft hiss it made soothed me, numbed me from the pain of the outside world. I watched, eyes glazed, as the thick, red liquid leaked from my body, running in tiny rivulets over my pale arm. It wasn’t enough. I squeezed until I made a small sound in the back of my throat, and the blood came faster, trailing over the other scars. Yes, this was cut number fifty nine, it would heal nicely, leaving a lovely scarlet-colored scar in its’ wake. My body is a cutting board: Razor, knife, glass, fingernails, it doesn’t matter, as long as it cuts. The blood was f..::Bleed Me::..
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I'm a big slacker. College, jobs, and stuff. Mainly FFXI stuff >.> A few people have noticed me lurking though XD So umm, hopefully I'll update, I took most of the gallery down because it was crap. But it hasn't stopped me yet from browsing ^^/ <3
thanks for the watch
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