April 23rd, 2017 by ariusversea

I stared at my wrist today, just like I do everyday. I imagined lines, ugly, scarring lines that ride next to my veins but are too short and faint to be all that noticeable. Too invisible to be important. Or noticed. I wish life was that easy. I wish death was that easy.

2017-02-23

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