i LOVE your name! <3brandnew<3 *runs off to check out your gallery!*

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i smile to direct his attention from the rest of this sinking ship.

thanks for the add!

Amazing deep stuff in your gallery. Love it. Keep up the great work!

Jiinx

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"You Should Live Every Night As If It’s Your Last, Make Tonight The Best Night Of Your Life. You’re Alive, Right Here, Right now." -Captain Jack, Torchwood

I'll Ctrl+Alt+Delete you, bitch. Reboot my foot up your ass!

hey welcome here

With her head bent forward, Kelsie's long brown hair fell forward and covered the striking features of her face as she examined the damage. She glanced at the full length mirror and made eye-contact with herself. Her light green eyes somberly returned her gaze from the mirror. Anyone and everyone who would look her in the eye would always
become captivated by their intriguing color. Kelsie continued to fix her eyes on the reflection in the stained glass mirror. She stared at the slashes going along the side of her body. They were profound slits. And they didn't just scratch the surface; they tore into her pale white skin that stretched over her bones and lacerated it. The bloody slashes stood maybe an inch apart and were severed a half inch deep each.

She brought her hand up to the gashes and with her fingernails, she picked and scratched at the wounds. As her nails swept over them, she sent little flecks of dried blood flying off as she did so.

A droplet of dark red blood oozed between the folds of Kelsie's skin and slid down over her hip. Then she began to tear off the scab that would in time heal the wound. Slowly, Kelsie pulled as much of it off as she could. She didn't even notice the tears that leaked from her beautiful eyes and slid down her soft cheeks, illuminated by the dull lighting. Kelsie couldn't really feel the intense pain spreading throughout her side causing her to lean against the wall for support. The tears fell harder. And soon her body was controlled by heart
wrenching sobs that wouldn't cease.

Kelsie leaned her head back against the off-white painted wall and took ragged breaths to calm down. She wanted to let go of the frustration and anger that boiled inside her but knew she couldn't.

Kelsie stood up and walked towards the lighted bathroom. Avoiding looking in the mirror, she searched for bandages and Neosporin. Finding them, she began to clean up her wounds and apply the medicated bandages. After finishing up, she switched the light fixture off and walked back into her faintly lit bedroom. Kelsie glanced around. Everything was a mess. The blade was covered in a crusted blood and
still sat on the bureau. The mirror had a few specks, as did her floor.

Quickly she walked to the other side of the room and picked up everything she used. For a moment Kelsie thought about what to do with it. She finally decided to throw it into the marble bath tub. Breathing a sigh of relief, she took off the rest of her clothing and deposited it in the hamper. She ambled towards her bureau and changed into pajamas, Weary, Kelsie sauntered towards her bed, lay down, and
almost instantly, she drifted off to a deep slumber only to have recurring nightmares.

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eat my angst, fuckers.