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Todays been long.
What does Blu do?
Just the worst thing he can.
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Blu was fed up. He was on edge all day. He auntie wasn't home, doesn't make it much better but atleast she wouldn't know about his bad habits.
He dragged himself over to his bed and grabbed something from his drawer. It was a tiny blade that shined more than anything in his room.
He set it down on his bed and changed into something a little for comfortable, it was a loose t-shirt and some baggy shorts that went almost to his knees. He's done this many times before, its not much different..so why does he feel different? Its fine.
He's gonna be fine.
Everything is okay.
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He's not fine.
He rolled up his shorts which uncovered many bruises from pinching and light blue lines scattered all over his thigh.
He's not happy about this habit of his but can you blame him? It feels amazing..the stinging..the blood..and the light blue slit that shows he's doing this to himself.
It feels good, it shows hes not faking
It shows he's not lying to himself.
He held the blade on a part of his thigh that wasn't scarred and quickly dragged it across.
A sweet release..
Another one. He needs another one. He does this many times. Until..
He cuts to deep. It stings so much, the pain makes small droplets come out of his eyes. He's so weak.
Right as he was about to clean up he gets a text from..
Oh its rhett.
Rhett-*hey, you good? I saw goldel being a douche.*
Blu-*yeahm good, sorry if yiou were woreried:(*
*read*
That's weird. Its fine though, he needs to clean this up.
He put the phone away and left to go to the bathroom.