The kitchen floor has seen better days, then self infliction of fucking injuries.
Cut yourself, and fucking cut it deep.
Broken flesh and fucking broken glass.
Telling myself he's going to be ok, ok.
Will Brett live to bleed another day?
I wish you quit telling yourself that you want to bleed.
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