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Helloo there!
I can't control my emotions well
Can I has the knife?
I can't control my emotions well
*lays on floor in puddle of blood* can you stab me until I lose all my blood or until I die?
I can't control my emotions well
*bandages your arm*
I can't control my emotions well
*points knife at self* not for long though *stabs self over and over again until a bunch of blood pours out* *sits down and waits for all the blood to drain out*
I can't control my emotions well
*takes bandage off* *it's healed* oh look it healed!
I can't control my emotions well
I took the pair of scissors and put it up to my chest. But then NOPE! The bell rang so I had to put the scissors back ;^;
I can't control my emotions well
Today during social studies, I went up to one of my friends and if they had a scissor. They asked why and said what I just said. After hearing that they said no. So walked over to a bucket of school supplies and took out a pair of scissors.
I can't control my emotions well
*takes scissors* these aren't even that sharp... oh well. *Stabs self multiple times until blood covers hands, chest and scissors*
I can't control my emotions well
So I can stab myself and bleed out and slowly die of blood loss and then die alone in depression. Why else would I ask for one.
I can't control my emotions well
Do you have a scissor?
I didn't smash it on their head but I did scratch them with my nails
I instantly rethought about doing that so started signing stuff at them. I am so glad no one except me and my friend know the sign language alphabet.
Afterwards I calmed down but walked up to them about to smash the pin on their head...
Today during gym someone on my team made us lose on purpose and I completely lost it. I screamed so screechingly and loudly that I tasted blood and charged right at them screaming swinging my nails at them while holding a bowling pin.
But the problem is when something bothers me I either brush it off or I lose control of my emotions
I took the pair of scissors and put it up to my chest. But then NOPE! The bell rang so I put the scissors back.
Today during studies, I went up to one of my friends and if they had a scissor. They asked why and said what I just said. After hearing that they said no. So walked over to a bucket of school supplies and took out a pair of scissors.
Mainly because I just want to die, but also because I have a crush on one of my irl friends