Forty Three

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Trigger Warning:Cutting
(Tyler)
Josh was trying to cheer me up, and I was grateful for that but I was not into it. All I remember was going to bed, sitting on the floor of the bathroom with my boxers on and a razor blade in my hand. I snap out of my daze and look down at my bloody thighs and missing leg. I hated it! I hated that fact that I will never be able to do a show with energy again, if Josh and I ever play again I'll be sitting on a stupid stool.  I sob in a ball in a small puddle of blood, I look and see Josh standing in the doorway, silent tears rolling down his face. This is my fault.

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