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Monday, November 19, 2007
cut my wrists and black my eyes
(10:04 PM)

there's a lack of sharp knives in this house.

I want to slit my wrist and let my blood slowly drain out from my body. dirty blood. FILTHY BLOOD.

I don't need my father's blood in my system. If I die, so be it.

I don't wanna live just because he gave me part of my life anyway.