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For the first time. And it actually does feel good. You can see why some people get hooked on it. The back of my hand a wrist are cut and grazed after I ran my hand along a brick wall. |
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feels good?.... how? dont make me wonder about you E... |
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It's hard to explain...sort of a rush, the pain feels nice, you actually want to feel it hurt. It's too hard to convey in words, it's just an interesting sensation. |
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are you alright? |
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i burned myself repeatedly with a hot needle one night. i remember at the time it felt good. |
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ok i know what your talking about, how did you end up scraping your wrist on a wall?....hopping over it or something? |
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No...I forced my hand against the wall as hard as I could as I walked along. |
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Damn man....were you drunk or something?... You nutball..=) |
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go and see your GP |
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The problem with that kind of self abuse is that there's no socially beneficial financial transaction invlved. You should pay a whore to whip you or get your pecker professionally pierced. |
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please email her address to me |
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it can be very addictive. |
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I'm OK, I just had a bad day yesterday. It happens sometimes. I was just commenting on how strange it is to get a buzz from injuring yourself. |
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are you trying to be the next Monoid? |
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't is a kind of buzz yes, not unlike alcohol. |
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It's a good practice. I've been known to harm myself from time to time, but it's all in good fun. It's not because the world is a horrible place, or I'm unloved and wallowing in despair, it's just stupid frustration that makes me do it. If my computer crashes at a key moment, I'll punch the edge of my desk knowing full well my knuckles are going to ache for days, or I'll have some fun with a sharp object for a couple of minutes until things sort themselves out. It's remarkably effective at calming me down, it's scary... and like you said, I can almost see why so many poor cursed widdle teenies like to do it. |
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I used to do this also. It was boring after a while, so I cut my forearms with broken glass and went into English class with my shirtsleeves covered in blood, sat down, and ignored the stares with a calmness rooted in superiority. |
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a cry for survival |
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yeah me too, years and years ago, when I was in pretty bad shape. once, I cut my inner-arms up pretty bad with a razor, went to bed. the next morning my mum woke me up because someone was on the phone for me. I went down and answered the phone, suddenly noticing how my mum was staring at me with a look of complete shock and horror. only then did I remember what I had done the night before. it must've looked worse than it actually was, especially if you have no idea this is happening. I still feel pretty bad about my mother seeing that. :( |
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Psychos. I've done some fairly nasty work to my body before, but I tend to do it where nobody will see... more for my sake than theirs, I don't want to leave a permanent mark in plain view. |
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It felt great sitting in class with my shirts covered in thick dark red blood. I felt so alive. Definition. Definition. |
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oh I immediately changed tactics after that. |
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I always felt thoroughly awful when I had the idea someone could see something. |
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The odd thing is that until yesterday I ALWAYS took my frustrations out on other people who look like they need a kicking. I don't know what difference there was yesterday. |
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yeah, what about scars? |
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Hair doesn't grow on my forearms anymore -- the scars have almost entirely healed. |
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you are intelligent enough to know what this means without asking anyone about it so i will presume you are at least half joking |
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It worries me a bit. But I think it is just the stress of completely changing my life. Hopefully after the weekend it will have all gone away. |
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it can be temporary. in the end, it didn't last long with me. |
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never done anything like this. had a mate who stuck his hand in a turned on toaster though and blew all the circ\uits in the house. if i get wound up i punch the bed then play guitar. its amazing they could be dropping bombs but if i was playing me guitar id be completly calm dont know why just seems to be the only thing that blocks the world out. but then i had a really fucked up child hood infact fucked up life till i was about 17 and i seem to just surpress stuff or nothing bothers me. its really worrying sometimes cos i think "shit that will fuck anyone up why the fuck dont i care" i'll prolly snap one day and batter someone or something or maybe im just a heartless fuck who knows |
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... about 6 years ago.... i carved my temporary girlfriend's name on my arm with a cutter... i started with her name "vanessa" ..And a few days later... i added her family name... "Robert"... ha ha.. amazing.. now that i think back at it... It seems crazy.. it was really painfull.... And it stayed on my arm for about 2 years... ha ha... Amazing what kind of harm you can do to yourself.... :) |
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i used to punch myself in the face as hard as i could after family fights. |
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are you tyler durden |
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the first rule of .... |
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... self harm club is.... (shouldnt really joke its not a funny topic but oh well) |
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ha ha! |
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i burned myself a couple times i left my zippo lit for about a minute and then pushed it into the back of my hand it was some fight club shit |
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lame. |
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well, if it feels good we have to make it illegal. |
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I once pulled a couple of eyebrow hairs. Hurt like hell. I went down to the mall and walked around, pointing out the spot where I had removed my eyebrow hair. People gave me the strangest looks. They knew I pwned and was HARD ASSCORE! I felt FUCKING GREAT and TERRIBLE SADNESS at the SAME TIME!!! Then I went back home and ate a pizza while watching "World Poker Tour"... |
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i inflicted pain apon myself yesterday shaving my legs... i cut myself wicked bad, it was like a fekkin potato peeler, there was blood everywhere. so got out of the shower, and the bathmat that i stepped on started getting blood all over it, and it looked like a masacre. ... then i plucked my eyebrows and it hurt so bad. |
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It's a pity it was your legs and not your neck and wrists. |
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lame. |
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your self appraisal is something I agree with |
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i find you incredibly sexually attractive. i am now going to bed with that thought alone. goodnight. |
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i'm guessing you don't like me cause you think i cry for attention, well uh.... awesome topic. go run your hand along a brick wall a little harder. |
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:'( |
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No, I don't like you because you aren't me |
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Sad little boy, I know you get confused But everyone goes through these trials of self-truth and self-abuse When you're selfless you're so hard not to adore When you're selfish, I just love you even more |
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