Cutter Gurls

by Bella   Jun 8, 2006


Walking through darkened hallways holding our wrists, hoping that no one will see us like this.
When we get upset we cry a crystal cascade, and slash our wrists with a razorblade.
With crimson stained blades and blood on the floors, this is our most closely guarded secret locked behind our bedroom doors.
That's why we call ourselves the, Cutter Gurls

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  • 17 years ago

    by Mrs. BOB

    Thats really good i think