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I’ve noticed, of late, actually scratch that, I’ve noticed for a long time […]
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I returned to the place of my mother’s death today. A lone hospital […]
This post is about suicide. It may trigger you or cause you distress. […]
I cut my thighs the other day, deliberately. On an image editing website. […]
My ex boyfriend once showed up at home with shopping bags filled with […]