desparate and lost

And now I am lost and I don’t know what. He just seemed so strange in his texts so I went to see him and he cut his arms. They were bloody but not too deep. I asked him why he did it but actually I know. I know why I used to do it. He needed to feel the pain. I don’t know what to do. I don’t feel good about leaving him there. But he told me to go to bed.

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