cut_my_face_up
squint
it
was
so
tempting
when
he
said
he
might
die
in
his
sleep
and
just
wanted
to
say
"
nice
to
know
you
".
I
don't
know
if
hes
dead
,
but
I've
got
a
feeling
that
was
just
for
the
fuck
of
shaking
me
up
a
bit
.
god
knows
why
.
and
a
friend
is
driving
to
my
house
earlier
as
I
stand
in
the
mirror
with
tears
speckling
my
reddened
face
.
My
mirror
twin
gestures
to
the
razor
on
the
counter.
i
nod
.
I
understand
.
If
she
wants
it
this
way
,
then
...ok...
let
her
have
it
.
My_right_side
of
my
face
is
cut
up
.
oh
i
can
hide
it
if
I
try
hard
enough
,
if
my
curtain
of
newly
dyed
blonde
hair
falls
unnaturally
far
in
front
of
my
face
.
Youth
scarred
up
,
no
turning
back
.
my
vanity
stopped
me
short
from
too
much
cutting
...That,
and
my
friend
rushing
through
the
door
...
Maybe
some
other
time
.
I
am
not
such
a
beautiful
thing
,
and
I
am
not
lost
or
confused
like
they
say
.
I
felt
something
....
020708
...
endless desire
please
.
040201
...
Road
only
if
you
mean
I'd
be
cutting
up
a
photograph
.
040203
...
nom
who
would
notice
040203
...
hyena
now
that's
a
sign
of
dedication
.
040203
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
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