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My name is Amy Rose, and I cut myself. I have scars written all over my body, mostly my arms. Each of these scars tell a story, a sad, angst stories of my life I do not want to relive. Why would I ever think of cutting myself, you ask? It relieves the pain in my life. It solves all my problems. It's an evil habit that soothes me. When my mother would always yell at me, expecting a lot out of me, I cut myself. When I had friend troubles, I cut myself. When the love of my life, Sonic the Hedgehog, broke up with me, I cut myself, a little deeper than usual, to relieve the pain I was internally suffering. |
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