Well in 6th grade I made a few cut with scissors on my legs. But that lasted about a week or two. Then I did the same in 7th grade but on my wrist, lasted maybe a month and then in 8th grade I couldnt take peoples shit anymore and I started doing it about 4 or 5 times daily. I was just tired of it all, I still am. It has, however, gotten wrose...loads worse. Suicide comes to mind several times a day. Theres really no one reason why I started, a lot of things made me start. I dont really count the times in the 6th and 7th grade so I'd say...about a month. That was just so the Docter wouldnt see any cuts and such. So yeah.
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So tip the bottle back, Bubble foam, And watch it break, We can all be sure, Something awful\'s coming this way, So take this medicine, In measured doses, Take your time, Cause they\'ll tear into you! They will, they will...They will, they will...--Straylight Run