i love the sight of blood, dripping from my limbs. the pain is nice and refreshing, looking at the open wound, i have no fear.
okay. i just dig, cut out the corn on my toe... i am not killing myself or being emo. i managed to get it out. leaving only the things that is causing the corn thus making the operation unsuccessful. what i got was an open wound that has not stop bleeding, even with the plastal on.. -.-
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