You're in your room alone, crying as you tear
your skin apart. Your boyfriend, Harry, bursts
into the room with a knife in his hand. He
raises his sleeve, tears in his eyes. "Harry,
what are you doing?" you asked. "I'm tired of
seeing you hurt. If you nee

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You're in your room alone, crying as you tear your skin apart. Your boyfriend, Harry, bursts into the room with a knife in his hand. He raises his sleeve, tears in his eyes. "Harry, what are you doing?" you asked. "I'm tired of seeing you hurt. If you nee


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