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⌫ssǝlɥʇɹoʍ ƃuᴉʞɔnɟ os ɯᴉ⌫

Lᴏᴛs ᴏғ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ sᴜɪᴄɪᴅᴇ, sᴇʟғʜᴀʀᴍ, ᴅᴇᴘʀᴇssɪᴏɴ, ᴀɴxɪᴇᴛʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ ɪʟʟɴᴇss. Iᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇǫᴜᴇsᴛᴇᴅ 'ᴄᴏɴғᴇssɪᴏɴ', ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀ ᴠᴇɴᴛ.
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"I ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜɪs, ɪ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴄᴏɴsᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ!" I screamed, my dorm entrance was locked shut.

'𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨' the voice inside my head screamed at me, egging me to just fucking die.

  I grabbed my box cutter out of the small safe in my closet, pressing the blade out of the grip, blood stained but still sharp.

'𝘿𝙤 𝙞𝙩, 𝙘𝙪𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨, 𝙣𝙤 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙞𝙣 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝, 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙚𝙩, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙝.'

  I screamed at the voice in my head, fell onto my knees and slashed at my wrists, blood soon dripped out of the cut.

  I did it again, "Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇs, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʀᴜɪɴ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ" I spoke quietly to myself, running the blade along my scarred wrists.

  '𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙜𝙖𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙜𝙚, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙.'

  Tears ran down my face as I continued to cut myself, blood leaks down my arm, staining the sleeve of my shirt. I didn't care. I looked at my other wrist and sliced that one too

   "Jᴜsᴛ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴅɪᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ! Eᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ғᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ʜᴀᴛᴇs ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴅᴏɴᴛ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ" STAB! Twist! Blood gushed out of the giant gash, running on my shirt and carpet. I stabbed my other wrist as well, making sure not to hit any arteries.

  Blood spilled everywhere, on my face, my clothes, my carpet. I slashed my stomach, which you could see my bones from not eating much for several weeks. biting down on my shirt from the pain. The skin ripped and tore, red blood running down my legs and abdomen.

  I sliced my ankles next, watching the liquid drip from those as well. "I FUCKING HATE MYSELF! JUST FUCKING DIE ALREADY!"

  My quirk is Blood control. I can control my own blood, and i cant die of blood loss, my body makes blood really quickly. The downside is I get very tired easily.

  I stabbed my stomach again, crying harder, blood dripping down.

  '𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙥𝙤𝙤𝙧 (𝙮/𝙣)'