I have a whole bunch of thumbtacks in my room. I'm really trying to resist the urge to go get them. If I get them, then I'll take one to my ankle. And I'll fill up all four spots. Two memories from the anger Cathy's sparked in me in the past. One for the pain Kay gave me when she stabbed me in the heart. And now, one for Alexander, for lighting my heart on fire.
I don't want to cut again.
It sounds so appealing right now.
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