Fuck.
Fuck.
I cut again.
I thought I was clean.
I thought I had managed to stop.
I thought wrong.
Fuck.
They aren't deep, but they'll scar.
Yes, I've had a bit to drink, but not even an entire glass.
I filled my blue plastic wine glass with coconut rum and diet Pepsi.
It's only half-full.
I'm not even buzzed.
I can't even use alcohol as an excuse.
What is wrong with me??
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