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a gay rp?-

kk

wanna see sum e p i c problems? its rlly dumb tho [im a therapist in training btw this is my first one-

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please dont comment there, i dont want them thinking i told everyone, only u im telling qwq

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at a house

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Jax:Oi dani!

Jax;wanna head up to our secret treehouse?

Jax:i- who are y-you?

W-what?

A-a alley wh-way is h-home?!

A-a alley wh-way is h-home?!

h-hey..dont c-cry -blushes- y-you can live with me..!

n-no not to the police-

-blushes hard-

y-yeah

-stares at arms-....[later at jax's house]

aww, thanks!

oh, you can sleep in the guest room if you want?

wdym?

imma go change!

-goes in room-

-takes off shirt-

hmm, i need new bandages for my cuts..

-takes off bloody bandages-

hmph. id be able to cut more i guess..-cuts deep and hard-

-cries but cuts deeper-

-wraps cuts up and hides the bandages with long sleeve-

-bangs head on wall hard repeatedly and youd hear-

if you have a problem ignore it.]

-cuts more-

-cries like crazy and says repeatedly; its my fault

-wounds lay open and blood everywhere-

-throws wine bottle on the ground-

-smashes stuff everywhere-

-walks out of room and faints-

-walks out of room and faints-

-wakes up a few mins later-

h-huh...where am i...

shut up dumbass!

if your in my house it should be.

poppy:Hi faggot, ya cutting agai-

pop;whos this rando? is he like me?[we both have a lil evil buddy in our oc btw-

Poppy;oh, i see you moved from cutting and being insane to dating someone alr. jax; we are not dating-i told you abt saying cut..ing..

Jax:i-its not like i do heheh..!-sweats-

Jax;nothin!

-realizes my sleeves are pulled up revealing cuts-

h-hmp?

oh n-nvm!

-also realizes his shirt is off also with cuts-

-walks back into room trying to close door-

-follows-

whispers;oo happy pill twins

u-uh dont come in my room btw,its important-you fEeL tHe nEeD tO PeEk iN ThE DoOr-

-takes off fake happy face [frowns]-

-takes out knife and starts cutting-

-cuts body-

its my fault its my fault its my fault

-grabs bottle of wine and chugs-

-throws bottle on ground and a loud smash pops-

-chugs another bottle and happy pills wear off completely and has a mental break down-

-stops chugging- y...y-y..ou o..oka-ay..?

-ignores it and then you walk in on him cutting-

me not him-*

i-i-...

-stops cutting- i-...

i-i can explain!