When It Has to End

I just sliced through an artery to bleed ... for the sake of stopping the smaller, damage-over-time cuts that I've sliced now for so many years; keeping them hidden from view. Is this truley the only solution? I didn't want this and I still don't. It hurts going in this deep, but it needs to... Continue Reading →

The Lonely Rose

A man may enjoy the beauty of a rose and caress its petals carefully. One who holds a rose, however, will surely be cut by its thorns at some point. And once the man is injured, he will flinch, dropping the rose to the ground. The rose has caused him pain, but despite the pain... Continue Reading →

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