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I used to cut, almost 5 years ago. I did it until my boyfriend of the time made me promise never to do it again. I have stopped, but sometimes when I'm feeling bad, I trace the path of my scar with my fingernails and hope for it to bleed.
I don't really know why I did it, to be honest. I think I was just fascinated with the notion of pain and suffering on so many different levels, including self-mutilation.
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