I can't get rid of the image to cut...this beautiful, blue vein running down my wrist...just asking to be sliced open. And this is an image that's been with me for awhile...and I've been able to ignore it for awhile...but now that I'm spending so much time on the eating disorder...getting fat again...I need to cut...I want to cut really badly...really badly.
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