No, this is not written about me :p Just...in my thoughts. Not put into action at all. Besides, I hardly ever cough up blood anymore :p

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Sometimes, it seems like everything about me is blood.

Like everything that makes up my life revolves around it, or everything that makes me, me is blood.

Like, when I bite my nails too much they bleed, when it’s ‘that time of the month’ I bleed, when I brush my teeth too hard they bleed, when I’m sick I cough up blood, when everything just gets too much I cut and bleed…

(Bleeding is pain…but pain means you’re still alive…)

Sometimes…it really feels like…everything about me is blood…

…But Blood is life! (…and death…)

…What can I do about it?