I wanted to cut.
I wanted to bloodlet.
The fire is strong inside me.
I don't know how to put it out.
I don't know how to truly let go.
I poured hydrogen peroxide on my 3 matching burns and put neosporin on it.
I am not a teenage girl.
I am an idiot heart.
-from the desk of S.C. Browne
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