I hate myself so much, a slash on each damned wrist is all I want and a flat chest full of bleach. I was willing to give him everything but I'm so ugly, really. I'm so ashamed of myself I like to take showers, really hot ones that burn my back when I'm a huddled mess of crying tears and shaving razors curled up by the drain. Then everythings over when I calmly breathe in the steamy air wrapping a towel around my sick bloody body. I throw on my pajamas and cry myself today wrapped in your shirt, but you're not there you're far away probably sleeping with her. I'm on the floor feelings these emotions, these feelings of homeliness and dispair.

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