Self-Harm.

TW. i caressed my skin, then fingers mustered up my chin, in attempt to cover the shock, in prompt to eager up the bop. i was actually happy, in sight of the 'so scary', as described, cvts, looming across my wrist. i felt like crazy, as my head was blazy with commencing dizziness. uneasiness resolved, but i never settled to a suppress, to the beam of the ragged smile i had across. i tucked you in safely, monitored as you tinted with crimson,monotonely. because,after all,you're a bl@de, that i control, that i gripped upon. and used for my own 'childish' desires, then resumed until the next time came. .