I have a few friends that cut. Two of them are like two of the people I care the most, so it's hard to know about what they do to themselves not being able to help. They say that it eases depression and anxiety. That it makes them feel much better afterwards. Maybe it does, but I could never do it. I might be curious of what does it feel like, but there's just no way I'd cut myself on purpose. I guess I'm a chicken, but I just don't understand how harming yourself to the point of commiting suicide would make everything seem better. Yeah well, I'm not planning on dying. I plan to live a long life. I could never hate my life enough to do something to myself. It's just life, some day it'll be over. But not until I've lived as long as I can. Because I don't want to miss out on anything that's out there.

PS: I decided to separate the other entry in two since both paragraphs weren't related in any way.

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