
You can talk to me about that stuff. I used to/still kind of cut. I know how it feels, to feel hurt, to give in, to have no one there. For no one to care. To not know who I am, trying to hold on to what is real, what was before, whatever it or I was. I can't claim to know you YOU feel, but I am very familiar with how all of THAT feels.
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