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uglyugly
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- Aug 24, 2024
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I work retail and have a box cutter, which I lost, so I was using my backup to open boxes: a razor blade. As I was cutting open boxes, my thoughts turned to cutting my wrists right then and there on the sales floor. I did not, but the thing that stopped me was not because it would be damn stupid to do that at work (which it would be) but because I thought it may not work. I'm that far gone that my priorities are all fucked up.
I have never been so sad and have never wanted to die so badly. I am not living any more, I am only existing. Why couldn't the slut who hatched me have a damn abortion instead of brining me into this horrible world? (BTW, I am talking about the biological female that hatched me, not the mom who raised me.)
I have never been so sad and have never wanted to die so badly. I am not living any more, I am only existing. Why couldn't the slut who hatched me have a damn abortion instead of brining me into this horrible world? (BTW, I am talking about the biological female that hatched me, not the mom who raised me.)